She. Miserable.

By Unknown -
Standing in from of a mirror. Look at that face. The ugliest face of misery. You enjoy, you feel miserable. You do not enjoy and you still feel miserable. 
You must be some laughable stock! For you get out of your misery somehow to be miserable again. Where does that one come from? Misery. Ambition. Incompetence. More misery. You tell!
Talk of misery *smirks* & it turns out you only become more miserable. Or have you been discovering it only now. NOW? Kidding me? Right?  No? Poor baby. Yes? See? YES,YOU. The misery?  
It was a part of your soul you were bent on avoiding. Now it is a part of that very soul. Entirely.
Meaning that you had just saved yourself from misery, from your miserable life. But have been able to forfeit it. Ever? Even once?
Little doubt that you keep making the wrong decisions for yourself. And for others? STAPH. THERE. RIGHT THERE. You don't even know what caring for others is! Lest making decisions for them. You can't even stand others. Can you? Your misery won't let you contact others. Reach out to them! REACH OUT TO THEM. Please? Now, that's a joke. Or wait, you are one! Come on, go on. Put your hand out & punch me. Punch me hard. But wait, you are incapable of even that. Or are you afraid you might hurt yourself? Guess what, I am you. But how could you tell? You, who can't even take a step beyond your shell. Comfort zone? Heck, ya! Oh, so now you think of stretching? Elastic girl! Come on. Work hard. Harder. Work smart. Smarter. Go grab it. For how long would you keep teasing yourself? Force. Don't tease. Switch of the inner snooze. Stand up in 3....2....1....GO.GEDDIT!

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