Better to be sad than sick with anxiety
Because I'm focused on being sad
I have no time for anxiety
I won't fret
If it's going to happen
It'll happen
But if it's not it'll not
Sadness is short lived
Sadness brings me near to God
But anxiety is like a broken record
Why worry every minute
Solutions don't contain in it
Someone cheated me the cat was knocked
By a car and it died sad being tricked
Being lied to and someone kicked
The trash can kicked the dog too
I'm sad to see desecration of jungles
For logs I see people looting where other
People are suffering I'm sad
Things happened
I except and life goes on
But you worry
If there are hairs left stuck on the comb
And the cat didn't come back home
Outside the house there's a lot of commotion
You say the neighbor is calling the police
And across the ocean a volcano
Is going to erupt lava is going to burn
Their homes what are they going to do
Where are they going to now
You worry
Whether the politicians are corrupt
If the country is going to bankrupt
Worry doubt your every emotion
Worry is the stepping stone
To depression to the lunatic asylum
There's a way in everything
In everything there's a way
But the mother-in-law is coming
To stay and that is good or bad
Well I'm not worried I'm just feeling sad

A
balloon
flimsy and flat
when I blow and I blow it'll grow
and grow
till
balloon
full and fat
fastened by a thread
full of air fat as a cat
balloons
bouncing in the wind dancing like daffodils
bumping one another never cease to thrill
never knowing each other and never will
when I let
a balloon go
it'll float up up far into the air
until I can't see it floating any more
anywhere
I take
another one
and I blow and I blow it'll grow
and grow
as fat as a cat
then I let the air out
and watch it go
like a rocket
swiveling all around
swoosh hiss and shout
and fall on the ground
flimsy and flat
balloons are good at that