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Dear younger me,

Stop taking ****
So ******* seriously

*******,
Older me
“Human nature” took you from me
And it’s been happening for centuries
Society should have advanced
Enough for this to finally cease
Yet it happens again
And again
To where it bonds women

Do you see the problem?

Being a decent human being
Is listening and seeing
That no one deserves this
Let’s raise a glass
To the flour
The yeast
The sugar
The salt
The baking powder
The baking soda
And the heat source
For this daily bread

And let’s raise a glass
To the butter
And the toaster
For this daily toast
You don’t always do your job well
Even though you were designed for it
Both lack of and intense effort
Have gone into how you store it
Transport it
Hide it

You hold happiness and sadness
Anger and anxiety
Even when you break down
Everyone looks to you for safety

No matter how long I live
I don’t think I’ll see the death of you
Even though I want to
I will hide
Inside the
Tide and leave
When I can
Grieve my loss
Become one
With the moss

Should I sail
Plan to win
Prevail and
Be ok so
Life proceeds
On without
Needing me
You study for it
Stay up all night for it
Write until your fingers bleed for it
Read about it
Think all the time about it
Talk to everyone in your life about it
Get tools to fix it
Start habits to fix it
Do everything you can to fix it
Get advice from people
Try to learn from people
Hear the same old ******* from people
Work on yourself
Be ******* yourself
Let everyone put their problems on yourself
Help everyone else
Please everyone else
Only let your schedule be for everyone else
Show your emotions
Fail to hide your emotions
Let every small thing control your emotions
Try to live your life
Wonder if it’s your life
Question if you have any control over your life

And definitely don’t plan endings well
Something we trust
So much
There's no telling what
This feeling in our gut
Means anymore
So much fake lore
Littered like plastic
No way to match it
Washed on every beach
Cooked into every feast
Burned into our skin
A sick new fashion
To oppress the oppressed
We can fix this mess
Stop going to mass
Get your head out of your ***
Experience something real
Help so others can heal
Because you won't understand
Never comprehend
But those sick *****
Are nothing but cucks
You don't need to be the same
Recognize who's to blame
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