Funny as I see how life revolved around me,
Every day is a struggle but barely for me,
Drifters between me and the real world,
Are certainties waiting to unfold.
With these worries, I thee confess,
That existence will be a complete mess,
How does one value, and I,
They just let opportunity pass by.
This realm is a playground for fools,
Definitely no one will fall into rules,
Alas! It was what it is,
The reason for living is entirely a miss.
Relief is what you plea,
Why is it you can’t see?,
Troubles are created within,
Only you can pull yourself in that loony bin.