Why So Many Questions, My Dear?

Why
is it that
I ask myself
So many questions?

I’m always in need
of complete validation
of satisfaction
of prediction

And I hate it!
My brain
is a vehicle,
Suffering from inertia
all the damn time.

Rarely stopping
to enjoy
the beauty
of a simple day.

Please, deliver
me: peace of mind
in the coming daysoh brain.

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