Look, I completely understand
what you’re going through.
I’d be scared too if I caught a
bearded, haggard man skulking
about in the shadows, with a
maniacal, lopsided grin plastered
on his face. I’d be terrified if he
took pictures of me on his phone
and then had them framed in a
shrine he built with wall hangings
of my FB statuses, tweets and
instapoetry. But you need to stay
strong. Remember, life isn’t a
pot-pourri of feel-good books,
or a fragrant orchard where
the oranges and browns
take away the weltschmerz
and imbue one with a feeling
of accomplishment.
So, endure, grit your teeth,
and remember that I’ll always be
watching you.
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