Those Neanderthals who gas away, can tax your gentle mind.
All that noise and people wonder how mental health is held,
That blood noise is simply the cause we want to dispel.
People chip away and don’t really care
They think they won’t be on the receiving end, honestly we can feel the shudder of despair.
It’s finding that safe place
A place where we need to laugh and be kind,
Debates are necessary but leave me out of them, they can cause harm… don’t you find?
I rather be left alone
I rather read the stuff I want to read,
Those confrontational people I always prefer to leave.
I am in a safe place
The place where conversations I do not need to entertain,
But then again, unless I am passionate about the content, otherwise I prefer to refrain.
“Peace”
Jason
30th July 2025
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