Complicate

Too often in our lives
We complicate things,
Cluttering our minds and hearts
With useless worries and fears.
Instead of drinking in the Summer sun
Or becoming mesmerized by your coffee,
You worry about getting sunburnt
And consuming too much caffeine.

We forget to take pleasure
In a simple hello and goodbye;
A smile shared, an "I love you",
A hug given for no reason.
We analyse every look and smile
Since each syllable means something;
Even a tiny thing such as an emoticon
Has a deeper meaning these days.

A simple "how are you" or "why"
Can be seen as offensive,
As too intrusive, as nosy,
Too demanding and suspicious.
Just talking to someone of the opposite gender
For more than a few minutes
Will have people automatically assuming
The two of you are in a relationship.

Instead of enjoying the music,
We criticize the lyrics, discuss the tune,
Making the song so technical,
Sucking it dry of any emotion.
Just sitting alone on your bed
Listening to "Florence and the Machine"
Is an effective method of losing yourself
As you methodically sip your tea.

Even lying on the optimistic Spring grass,
The sunshine making you drowsy,
As the birds twitter happily,
Pecking at the seeds you threw out earlier.
Too often in our lives
We waste time on futile things
When rather we should have been writing
Our names in the books of History.

For Heaven's sake, stop worrying so much, because:
"What is the point of living if you don't feel alive?"

~C♡