Thoughts

My thoughts, my construals.

I fall prey to confusion
Because I depend on one hesitant conclusion to the next
And interpret each as the ultimate.

I define life as complicated
Because I try to analyze life
But I need to live life the way it is

I tend to waste energy
Because I try to comprehend how things really are
And most of the things have no existence

I am buried under ennui
Because the surroundings don’t please me
But the fact is, I am tired of my own thoughts.

I either feel superior or inferior
Because I consider things superficially
But my outlook should make me feel equivalent 

I indulge in arguments
Because I am not convinced and wish to exhibit my knowledge
But on disagreement I should also understand the others’ view

I study their behavior.
Because it is an intelligent way to live

But if I study my mind I would live better.

I get irritated
Because I find others making mistakes
But no one is wrong, it’s only a matter of perception

I think
Because the brain keeps working
But I must realize my aim and manifest my vision into reality.