Sometimes there's so much to do
And so little time
At others, there's eternity beyond
And nothing to do
Often when I'm required to think
All thoughts freeze
But when I want a little mental peace
They go into overdrive
I'm known to wait for certain things
Patiently, for years
But when it's time to achieve them
I'm unforbearing
Such random, unpleasant facts about me
I frequently remember
But I'm not sure I could, or even want to
Find a cure
For, however weird and quirky
I may be
This is part of my uniqueness
Of who I am
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The state in which we observe and judge ourselves is really terrible. Only if we continue observing without judging...
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