shots of thoughts

The insanity of your insecurities,
the way your obstacles double down,
times when your zeal drains your spirit,
when circumstances compel you to feel defeated,
your existence an undefined jigsaw,
those sane old days a history,
now your smile is a mystery,
times..even your handshake is frivolous,
times..your arch-society is quite daunting and perilous,
when you are bamboozled by good wills,
as all you are exposed to are the thorns and bills,
but never the roses and daffodils,

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