You told me.

You told me to stop being so negative.

That resonated with me.

But you always see my daily beaten path.

A path where I drink too much coffee,

And often find my days exhausting.

You just know that I drink too much coffee,

But you never ask me why I’m always tired.

Instead you continue to tell me to stop being so negative.

And never question why I may be feeling this way.

Or that maybe I had a couple of bad days.

Even the possibility that I have no definite answer,

To my own feelings.

Yet you told me,

To stop being so negative.