Are obsessions ever good for us?
Do they ever make us strong?
Or do they just bring us to our knees?
Because we know that they are wrong.
My friend obsesses about his job,
But dwelling doesn’t do a thing,
It just keeps him up at night,
And gives him endless grief.
Some obsess over women,
They can’t get enough,
And yet even when satisfied feel empty,
Because they know it isn’t love.
Some pine for unrequited love,
Some pursue lost dreams, and never give up.
Obsessions are like misplaced keys and wallets,
They can make life extremely tough.
But having a goal and taking small steps is a good place to start,
Just don’t let your thoughts be your master,
For they can become a new drug.
So keep dreaming and pursue what gives you joy,
Just remember to keep certain thoughts fleeting,
Because obsessions can make life feel wrong.
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