Live life unafraid to make mistakes.
Mistakes made create to establish,
Lasting and unforgettable memories.
Very few who play it safe,
Unable to face life to fear taking steps...
In unknown directions,
Find it difficult to accept disappointment.
Staying that way to have others pay,
For every excuse they can think of to use,
Then protest with a blaming of others to defame...
While proclaiming they've been victims,
Of mental abuse.
Or something that confuses,
A doing to refuse their own negligence.
With a thinking life to live...
Should be for them forever sweetened.
But no gift blessed to receive,
Comes free without unwrapping to rid...
Obstacles to face delusions to chase away.
No one comes to live life,
Not knowing what it's like to rub a sore butt.
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