This is the truth.
One can really only care so much
Because reality won’t let you care about stupid for too long
If you do
You’ll go mad
If you think too much
You’re brain will fry
Most of the shit I see on the internet
Is nothing more than fodder
It’s trash
Basic lies created to make you feel something you shouldn’t
Ashamed
Angry
Uncomfortable
Everyone with a blog is a fucking expert now a days.
Guess that makes me brilliant
But then again, I know it doesn’t
Because at the end of the day, I know my limitations
When we spend our time caring about things
Other people think we should find important
We only waste our time
Time is precious my friend
It’s like land
There is only so much, and they’re not making more
Using it to get angry about the errant stupidity of the world
Will only lessen the amount you have
So care less, my friends
Care little
Save your energy for things that are important
Realize you are allowed to have an opinion–yet not allowed to shove it up everyone else’s butts
Life it too short for bullshit
But it’s just right for a nap
OMG–so true! A beautiful and honest poem, Aryn. 🙂
Thanks, Michelle. 🙂