This Game of Life!

I scowl at passers-by when my mind tells me to smile.

So, are my thoughts your thoughts?

I want to encourage those who carry sadness, but I say not a word.

So, are my thoughts your thoughts?

I want to hug the sunken shoulders of broken dreams, but I keep on drivin'.

So, are my thoughts your thoughts?

I want to rearrange the wrinkles of a distorted self-image, but I project the same scowl.

So, are my thoughts your thoughts?

I see beauty, but I remain betrothed to silence of being rejected.

So, are my thoughts your thoughts?

The thought is not what counts.

The execution by action in unconditional love is what counts.

So, are my non-actions my self-destructing thoughts?