Mute

I’m finding my worry 

Hiding inside my mind
Boiling then calming again
I’m finding much of my worry
Is pointless
I give it too much credence 
I should grow flowers there instead
To smell something lovely
Light a match to the ugly
It’s like a program I keep watching
And the best thing I ever did
Was destroy my television
And go outside 

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