Dear Conscious Mind,

I can't help but notice how insane your logic seems.

I am not small enough to be loved, says my mind.
Shrinking my thoughts, my words, my frame
and all of my opinions will not make me vulnerable
but invincible.

Dear conscious mind,
This discrepancy within your statement is positively excruciating.
I am a human. Though this self is an inexplicably tiny
aspect of the known world, I will make the most
of the space I’ve been allotted. Which happens to
be, my lovely but undoubtedly vapid mind, the
same amount of space every human has been
allotted in this overwhelming world.
Good day.