Just as when you feel a certain way.
"I don't even Wanta see this"
Sitting in the bathroom, turning off the lights--
Though it creeps in at the door's edges.
No longer in total darkness, your vision adapts:
Noticing the disturbing, tricky, light's glow--
You give up, flipping the room lamp back on:
now hoping its bulb doesn't blow out.
Everything seems like your feelings are justified.
Just a spoon misplaced in a pile of forks:
You'll either "suffer through it,"(why complain)
Or you're to ignorant to stop the fight--
The Will inside shall overcome--regardless of how careless things get.
You're playing in the tree house,
Amongst the treetops.
Who will answer the door if they come?
Come back to Earth; come back to reality.
Get a hobby, consume yourself in it.
You won't have time for all the "silly bullshit" and neediness
. . . you'll be more interesting too!
Invest time in your business, independence, potentials, and self:
Your wellness must be numeral uno.