Hello Beautiful Thinkers,
I was thinking about a particular episode of Friends the other day and the concept that there’s no such thing as a selfless good deed stuck with me. Write a poem about good deeds but make them sound completely selfish. Make it sound like you’ve manipulated this good thing into happening for someone else just so that you can benefit from it. Is the benefit that you gain just the good feeling you get from having helped someone else? Or are there more benefits beyond just feeling good?
Keep Dreaming Beautiful Thinkers,
The Boy In The Heart Shades