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Self-Conversation

​​Confused about my reaction

Staying quiet is right?

Or fiercely replying in the fight?

Which option would help me prove my point?


Self-doubt? empathy? Or gullible me?

What can explain all of this?


To do or not do.

To choose or be chosen.

To try or to give in.

To live or just let things be.


What is winning?

Pleasing others or loving yourself?

What if both of these conflict?



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My deeds can be painted in a number of ways.

But it will always have the hue of the artist's own character.

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