Good Add-vice

You say it takes fewer muscles to smile,
Yet I find frowning comes more natural.

You say it costs nothing to be polite,
Yet when I’m polite I find myself spent.

You say it doesn’t hurt to be nice,
Yet I find it pains me to even try.

You tell me to cheer up,
As if I didn’t want to.

You tell me to look on the bright side,
When my thoughts remain clouded.

You tell me to think positive,
While you charge me with negativity.

You tell me the world doesn’t revolve around me,
As if I didn’t already know.

You tell me to get over it,
Even though I can’t get on top of it.

You tell me that it might never happen,
But that is what I’m afraid of.

You tell me to quit thinking too much,
As if there was nothing I’d like to do more.

You tell me to get over myself
Even though we’re so close.

Anthony Ward

About Ijagun Poetry Journal

Ijagun Poetry Journal is a quarterly journal that provides a platform from which we can tell our own stories in the authenticity of their multiplicity through the poetic medium. We don’t want to hear these stories from our master “griots” alone; we want to hear from those mastering their art, too. Hence, we aim at publishing new and emerging poets. We also welcome the works of established poets in order to encourage the poetic genius of those mastering poetic art. We prize original works that conform to, break or reinvent conventions. Again, we accept reviews and critical essays on poetry. We also accept powerful art works and photographs that make us appreciate the "poetry" in everything.
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