This poem is not about any body per say, it is about all of us who get that way sometimes
Hopefully we will all get over ourselves and bring back those fun times.
People get upset and people get tired,
People get stressed and they also get fired
Everybody wants to believe they are the only ones alive
They think if we were in their place, we wouldn't survive
No matter how much we do or achieve in life, it isn't enough
Because we have it smooth and they have it rough
If you do not complain your life is easy
If you find time for friends, you are probably not busy
They talk and talk and you listen, that is what friends do
Who wants to listen to you? if you are lucky...very few
Every thing in their life is important and HUMONGOUS
By the time they decide to hear you out, your problems catch fungus
They waste hours whining about every single thing
But cant seem to find two minutes to read what you write or hear you sing
However, all that matters at the end of the day
is that they always stand by you... come what may.
:)
