that everybody has their own philosophy.
The lies we all feed ourselves
to remain sane in this insane world.
One’s own version of things.
& like all the things are,
it is too,
Take me for an example.
& sometimes deliberately
of the gaping holes in my logic.
& no matter how hard you argue
or how hard you might try
convincing me of my flaws,
I will always be in denial.
Cause things are never right or wrong
& the world was never black or white.
Things are right when they feel so,
& wrong when they don’t.
So, I honestly think you’re wasting your time;
cooking this whole argument
& trying to feed me your own version of truth.
Cause I believe,
that things are right when they feel right.
& the stuff that you’re telling me right now
doesn’t feel right
even for a little bit.
This poem is in response to the daily post: Argument.
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