Complex

Stop trying to understand me like a theorem.

Stop making me feel inferior, like I am too complex.

Keep your thoughts and ideas about me to yourself.

You will only waste my time trying to express.

 

To be honest, I really don’t care.

I have reached a point

Where I don’t feel fazed so spare

Your energy from trying to snatch my droit.

 

 I am busy achieving my goals,

Inviting peace and happiness.

I only understand upliftment, not trolls.

I cut off all the sources of stress.

 

It’s my time to relax, not worry.

The ones who matter to me

Are so few in number

That I can count them on my fingers.


Based on encounters of the past.

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