Somewhat of a circus is what life can tend to be
sometimes so much is going on we end up dizzily
dazed and confused no longer amused with the events
than swirl about us.
Roaring elephants march around and juggling clowns can be found
spinning balls round and round while organs blare their blasted sound leaving one
perplexed and confounded we end up lying down looking up from the ground
in this mess we confess ďIím obsessed with success I live to impress those who could care less about the level of stress I posses or the amount of rest that I getĒ .So stop saying yes, youíll regret living in excess, youíre no less of a winner if you donít stretch yourself thinner than you already are; peace is not far if you try the balancing act.