Screwy Me

Calling someone a screw up is usually 
cruel or rude.
But is it mean when the screw up you 
call out is yourself?
Can the difference between right or 
wrong be freely stated here? 
NO! People lie and 
say thoughts don't matter, that words 
need to back them up! But what privacy 
do we have, if not the comfort of
opinion? When were told to stand up 
and do things set before us, if the tasks becomes a 
challenge, is it okay not to do the deed because 
if we touch it, it's ruined? No one has the
answer. In my own eyes, if we feel
we can't retrieve the best from the top shelf 
I'd rather get off the chair 
and continue to screw my life up.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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