Poem: What I Tell Myself.

I tell myself

That I’m grown now,

_____________________

So there’s no need

To frown

_____________________

When life tries

To push me down.

_____________________

I often wonder how

The eternal idealists,

The emotionally deficit,

The humans with wings

On their feet,

Are able to exist,

_____________________

When I struggle daily

With biological countdowns,

And feelings of inadequacy,

Which often lead me towards

A downward spiral.

_____________________

I tell myself

That in life,

There is magic-

_____________________

Is there anything

More tragic

_____________________

Than being an optimist

Trapped inside a pessimist,

_____________________

Allergic to hope,

But needing faith to cope?

_____________________

Written by

Ivie M. Eke 2018.

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