or how do you see it? ...
a lot on your plate,...
you might say, without much time to play,
with tons of stress,..'my life is a mess',
you often cry.......
well dont, reprogram your ways, your thoughts
clean up that mess, make it exiting and great.
get a taste of the sweetness of being alive.
strive and soon, it wont be long i promise, you will see how strong you really are,
there is no mess and life is not crazy, its all just being alive, love it its a gift that can only be good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem