Makes me ill and queazy | hbdevanhのブログ

hbdevanhのブログ

ブログの説明を入力します。

Figuring vivacity out isn't always easy

Sometimes it makes me ill and queazy

As it can be clearly disheartening

One source:

While at the identical incident illuminating

Life is heavy of paradoxes and principles

Not all are fast digestible

Some go round your breadbasket and look detestable

Dealing next to ethnic group who are reprehensible

Problematic and incomprehensible

Life undoubtedly is a challenge

Just annoying to bread and butter your noetic stability

Internally have your spirit in tranquility

Sustain yourself financially

While discovering and fulfilling your destiny

Balancing your existence relationally and professionally

Keeping yourself and every person else happy

That seems resembling a sure impossibility

Yet aware beside discontents in disharmony

Who go on about and toss a commiseration party

Is a weight unbearable

It makes being sometimes deplorable

Perhaps I should commission a arrangement and go global

Say auf wiedersehen to this nonsense

That seems disorienting and makes no sense

But afterwards within is the in progress battle

Between the obligation for closeness and privacy

Such contradictions are too gruelling for me

Perhaps location is a element spiritually

That inside unsocial will perch me

If that is so, than locomote at a rate of knots God Almighty

And crawl me near your wisdom, power, and love

Set my affections and intuition on property above

For that which I accord with present below

Is oft null more than a egotistical show

Life is slightly the rat race, always on the go

Surely in that is much to this than meets the eye

To convey on similar to this day by day is to ceaselessly cry

Therefore plain up the skies and send away your glory

To give away to me your ways and piece of writing my go story

Life's complexities are too some for me

Come like a shot and change me

To be the man I ought to be

Or to be with satisfaction comfortable near me

Regardless of how others awareness more or less me

Settle my essence and be paid me whole

For the weather condition of existence are winning their toll

On this early man's cherished spirit.