(Non)Sensical

The weight of expectation
Within and without
Presses on my heart

Or perhaps it is instinct
Pulling on my stride
Misguided from the start

I know I have seen beauty
I know I have caused pain
I have loved the old, explored the new

Still I have not found the cure
I can never be so sure
So I do the only thing there is to do

Shave my head
Eat a frosty
And write a poem about it

There is such wisdom as this

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