Everything isn't so complicated..
If we just remembered how to breathe
Took the good with the bad
The bad with the ugly
There are just some things in life
That we all have to see

Everyone has a story,
They'd probably tell you honestly
But will yours be one worth telling,
When your the Grandma across the street?

Let your thoughts speak, feel free to jump in at any time
and give me a piece of your pondering mind

Too often we are caught up in the possibilities
That we forget to see when things are happening
And when they're happening is when they matter
Because when they're not they don't exist..

Too often we fill our minds,
Like her over flowing carry on
With extras, and don't-needs,
Your travel-size scrabble game
And a book you'll never read..

Empty out that baggage you store,
Replace it with something you'll use a lot more,
A pen and a paper..in case something pops in your head...
A camera, to capture the moment your in..
A daily log, of all your to-do's
And just in case, travel size tissues

Getting rid of excess,
Makes you really analyze whats left,
And you might be surprised to find,
You are happier with less

I think if we took the time and tried,
To throw the useless stuff away,
We could fill up the empty spaces
With tools we use all day
And maybe our generation,
Could finally make a change

So take your pen and paper,
And write what makes you laugh,
Then turn that full page over,
And write what makes you sad,
And when you are finished,
With these lists that you just made,
It might look a little bit clearer,
That you held a lot of extra weight..

It doesn't have to be fancy,
Your phone works all the same,
But a time line of your moments,
Looks pretty good in frames

Make a list, from the top of your head,
In a way you can understand,
Make your self accountable
And follow through with them,
And if you just can't make it,
Be nice enough to call,
Just hope that the next guy who does it to you,
will be polite enough, to at least try and get through

My grandma always had tricks,
Shoved way up her sleeve,
Never ceasing to amaze me,
What prepared really means,
When the moment cannot wait,
and your shirts not allowed,
they aren't much to pack around

Its amazing what you could do,
With those few little things,
Once you give up,
what is stopping you
And make a mental change