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Come to think of it,

The world has never been easier,

Yet life is at its hardest.

There has never been this much access to information,

Yet we prefer to be stupid.

The world is filled with clowns on and off the streets,

They're all over our screens,

Yet the depression is even higher.

There's so much hate,

There's so much confusion,

I'm confused, you are too!

Who will help you?

Can he help me too?

Was the world better when things weren't easy?

Was life easier when we were less informed?

Could it be that laughing too much can cause depression?

Do we need so many clowns?

I'm puzzled, and I know you are too.

I'm just here thinking this evening,

On what next to do.

I'm confused.