《Intel's Insights》 Entry 1 Beyond my eyes is me. Looking in, enraptured. For perspective is the only thing holding back.Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings. Seeing one¡¯s form from different waves. I tend to squint at the imperfections. Yet you capture my essence. Entry 2 Comparison is the thief of joy. I know. But who will I look at for the standard?If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. Where do I stand if there is no measure? For that same thief builds me up. Giving me joy once more. Entry 3 Hold on, even if I let go first. How selfish. To waste my time,If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. yet beg me to become a stagnant being in ruffled waters. How foolish. I took your words and held them as my frozen clock, not daring to move. Entry 4 Warm and refreshed like peppermint tea on a cold day. Why can¡¯t you be like that?You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story. Why can¡¯t I? Because our makeup is beyond herbs and pleasantries. Cheers to the most complicated of us To the simple delights. Entry 5 I always have the words when no one is there to receive them. I can''t catch my references. As I laugh and turn to no one to share my jokes with,Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon. I find that solitude is where friends are made. For craving the attention of others, I learned to be content with little. Here is to the lonely ones¡ªand lonely days. Entry 6 Keep me in ignorance. I want to experience bliss for a little while longer Tell me more liesThe story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement. Protected from the truth. Keep me in the box As everyone is searching beyond it I am alone and safe Spaciously happy. Entry 7 Colored me surprised That you can¡¯t stay within the lines I always thought it was a gift To be good at art.The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. What that art is doesn¡¯t matter Being good is a virtue. And you spill into aspects of life unaccounted for So color me surprised Of what leftovers you don on me. Entry 8 I find myself regressing in age To be deemed mature by those grown Tossed aside by peers similarUnauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings. And admired by the youth. Old souls are lost souls who never got the timing right To time That sneaky one. Entry 9 Sleep if for the dead But my bed is calling me. Is that a sign Of ominous moments Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. Or a delirious state? Rest in Peace Wake in Misery Good night And Good Mourning. Entry 10 I am done. All out of words before I even get a chance to speak. Am I a favorThis narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it. To be done, A thought To be perceived, A person To be forgotten? Entry 11 I am yearning. For something Far below my eyes Far across the riseStolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon. I wasn¡¯t aware Of warmth and grace Just make it fair to me Save me a place Beyond it all Entry 12 There is something special about doors. How opportunities lead us through the doorway, closing the one behind shut. It may burn, or freeze, or feel just right. The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. But you can not turn around to open it again. For the door has moved to be opened for someone else. Stolen or given opportunities. Entry 13 Box me in Throw away the key. That¡¯s the saying right? Can an innocent ask to be locked away? For this world is scary. So lock me away If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. And be glad that I have the sense to hide For a coward is a survivor And there should be no shame in it. So lock me away. I fear confidence. Because it calls me to do the one thing I won¡¯t I can¡¯t Be me in a scary place Out in the open. Entry 14 What happened to black-and-white statements? Letting my yes mean yes And my no, no Nuance is killing languageEnjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit. Assuming adding the finishing blow For words were chivalrous and meant wonders Now they are abbreviated and hollow Simplicity wounds expression Where expressing myself allowed my world to grow. Entry 15 Cool and blue Warm and yellow I have begun to stray from color As anger blinds and boils affection I have begun to stray from red As bridges are burned and sanity wavers I have begun to strayThis tale has been unlawfully lifted without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. Strong emotions Deal strong consequences that I can not accept So if my mood is mellow And my temperance cool Punishment is far from me. Do not despair Excitement is due Yet as I guard my emotions And protect my peace I have strayed Entry 16 The eyes are the windows to the souls So what do you see in mine? Do you see the person on the outside in Am I better indoorsUnauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings. I hate to be misguiding Having you assume I am better than I am. Transparency is a skill A gift when we all mask ourselves So do you like what you see? Entry 17 Accomplishments feel great when completed Like water on a summer¡¯s day Or a warm blanket on a winter¡¯s night. I adore my accomplishmentsIf you come across this story on Amazon, it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it. A milestone of progression A reminder of improvement To surpass the record each day The goal closer than the last time To achieve better than yesterday Hope for tomorrow¡¯s successes