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Thoughts and Ideas
October 30, 2023
Ideas are no speciality
I have trouble thinking, trouble speaking.
Somedays I wish to stop
To just stop thinking
Maybe think this
Maybe some of that
Maybe some friends?
Old stories?
Trauma dumping?
So many ideas
Too many of them
I don’t like decisions
It can be impossible to choose
I hate choosing
Because choices are decisions
Maybe I can talk about my life
How it can be fun
How life is my roller coaster
Mood swings, good or bad.
Old sports, old friends?
Maybe the plushies I like?
Perhaps I can nerd out?
Or possibly a job story?
Old coworkers, new skills
I can talk about how to cook?
Life at a bakery?
Too many decisions
I can’t choose
© Anonymous
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This poem is about something more personal to me, my dislike of decision making and the branches that decisions create. I feel constantly drowned in choices and I hate it, it puts me in a bad position that of which can either help or hurt that of which the decision is about.