The Irony ✨

Regression To The Mean ✨

I have always heard,

About the regression to the mean,

But I believe there's a hidden meaning,

That lies somewhere in between,

They say, everything returns back to normal,

Nothing stays at the either extremes,

Like an outstretched elastic, every odd springs back,

But I believe it's not as simple as it seems,

the world has a limited source of subsistence,

No matter how much we yield or produce,

You cannot nourish every ravenous mouth,

Hunger and poverty are forever to stay, that's what I deduce.

Maybe to balance out the goodness at one end,

Evilness is installed in another being,

Perhaps villains fails in one story,

To balance out the tragic ending that previously has been,

Maybe for an innocent soul to be born,

A thousand are silently slayed,

Maybe to nurse one stomach,

A million guts growl, unfed,

This thought makes me agitated,

Keeps me awake at nights,

While I am allowed the freedom of expression,

Who is deprived of their rights?

I can't help but wonder,

For my one hour of utter bliss and peace,

how many minds are bubbling with anxiety?

Is it worth to get what I want in return of a million unheard pleas?

While I eat till my stomach hurts,

Who is tossing in their bed, starving?

While I sit among my next to kin,

Whose family is parting?

With my ambivalence at best,

I wonder, I ponder,

As I strive to be a better person,

Whose morals are being plundered?

If I give up on my happiness and cause mischief,

If I give up on every facility and luxury,

Maybe my sins with superior intentions,

Result in someone else's recovery,

But I think I'm too selfish to do so,

Selfish without guilt though,

Because maybe due to my self-regard,

Someone else's selflessness helps them to grow,

Does it make you curious?

While you sleep soundly in your bed,

While you dream of the happier days,

Someone is insomniac, with demons in their head,

Does it make you nervous?

While you succeed in your life,

While you are absorbed in your happily ever after,

Someone else is caught up in a never ending strife,

Does it make you furious?

While you are rejected,

While are you are left alone,

Someone else is blindly accepted,

Does it make you feel something inexpiable?

There's a mirror image of you,

Inverted and opposite,

Left to your right, false to your true.

-A/N I am so sorry if this was too long, or too lame. It was just a thought that crossed my mind, and yeah I ended up writing this. Tell me what you think of it, or if it makes you think anything. 

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