Trouble Not Thyself Poem by Leon Agnew

Trouble Not Thyself



What troubles me?
Only the trivial things.
What do I care about?
Only the trivial things.
Why do I question?
Because of trivial things.
I need not question.
I answer myself.
People are fools,
Their answers unsatisfactory.
Solitude is best.
I don't need your help.
Trouble not thyself.

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