My Feeling Make Me Feel Like A Fool
Happy April Fools Day
Drowning in feelings is a flaw some of us carry.
Does that make us a fool?
We are just puppets to our flaws.
Our life is high-stakes
Do not lose it on a whim of dark feelings
Do not let your dark sanity fool you to submission
You still have a mission to finish
Foolish thoughts are not worth tossing that away
I am glad that there is a day as April Fools day.
It’s a reminder we can be a fool victim of life, if we let it overpower us.
Make wise decisions
Avoid foolish decisions
April Fools Day ☢️⚠️‼️
😏🙈
Do not be a fool to life’s adversaries!
“ Your Mind Could Be The Joker Of Life”
Watch yourself 🧐🥸🤓👀
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Mariann Carroll
Proactive for positive change.Born in the City of Chicago ,Illinois.
Multi race .Studied in a foreign country .Fluent in several languages .
fascinated by diversity.A Romantic and a dreamer.Interest in healthy living
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Comments (5)
What an amazing poem!!! Keep up the fantastic work!
Oh wow, you made something so deep out of April Fools Day. So freaking impressive and powerful!
Very good advice indeed Mariann, have a happy day.
Great advice that one should take all year long. Happy April Fool's Day!
The mind is the biggest prankster! Happy 1st of April! :D