Stump

we see what we want to see
we hear what we want to hear
until what we’ve been ignoring
crashes down around our ears
a wake up call or karma
call it what you will
even if it’s our fault
it’s still a bitter pill

it’s poor form to complain much
no one wants to hear that crap
try to laugh about your lumps
strive for frequent naps
everything passes
even your time in the dumps
even that awful feeling
you’re just a burned out stump

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