Beautiful Worlds

Partly irritated, I’m no good in managing resentment; my mind swirls profusely. I’m keeping it centred as long as I could but I realise that at the end of the day no point of hiding the overwhelming emotion. Stupid ego, dippy subject, imprudent comrade, idiotic mindful substance! *Sigh*

Shall I not say much or shall I not say anything at all? I’d put a mirror to reflect your unjustly naive deed. But if I do so, I could not see any grounds for me to hang about. Be wary of what you are exploiting. You never know what will soon evolve in a negligent jiffy. I’m sick; hence I’m speaking mindless traits. But I’m pretty aware of what’s going on and under the radar.

Haven’t you notice? I am the radar.