Stressed


What is so frightening to the distressed?
Is the pain simply too much to withstand?
Is it conventional to be depressed?
For some reason, I cannot understand,
how one can spend the days so wretchedly,
without a grin on their face or even
a laugh in their voice. How extensively
perplexing to me, when I believe in
happiness being an absolute must.
I cannot fathom reasons to be sad
when you possess the power to adjust,
most everything that makes you less than glad.
Did you know the forming of a smile
improves your mood, if just for a while?

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