Freud's Theory of Human Development
The purpose of the world
is to tell you what you can't do.
The world is made to
keep your ambitions scarred.
You will not get
what you can't move
past the filter of the world.
The standard is set high,
too high for me.
Maybe I should have
rested a long time ago.
Maybe I should have
slept without fear.
Now I know how I lost. I am
made real by knowlege.
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