The Man Inside My Head

The man inside my head keeps telling me
Some things are not the way they ought to be.
He says I should be happy with my life,
Instead of courting misery and strife.

I say to him, that's just the way things are;
That happiness is not kept in a jar.
He tells me that I worry far too much
About missed opportunities, and such.

I really wish, deep down, that I could be
As nonchalant and self-possessed as he.
Big niggles nag and gnaw inside my mind;
I guess I've always been the anxious kind.

The man inside my head has no such woes;
The answer to all things he thinks he knows!
If only life were simple, like he says,
I'd have mine figured out in two short days!

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