The mind is like a dagger
It both glistens and cuts deep.
The sharpened edge is worries,
That never leave you sleep.
Both can show a weakness
A blunt depressing state,
When in thought you are defeated,
Yourself you start to hate.
But strike that knife upon a stone and start to think more sharply,
And your mind itself can cut the thoughts that make you so unhappy.
Just smile, laugh and ponder the things that make life great,
Enjoy the now for now for soon will be too late.