DOWNS ANDS UPS by Tom Jensen
Stress level going up
Self-esteem going down
Tons of work piling up
Stacks of papers falling down
Not much patience I have left
What is happening just isn’t right
I’m starting to hate everything
And people who think I’m nothing
Everything I do is wrong
Every mistake I can’t correct
In the game of life I surely lose
Even my thoughts I can’t collect
Anger screams let me out
Peace whispers let me in
Even the art of making love
To some is considered a sin
Too often my life is so dull
That I ponder what’s the point?
Just what’s the use in trying to stand?
Like leaves on trees I’m bound to fall
It’s just so difficult to stand so tall
It causes pain and life’s too short
Maybe in my years I’m getting soft
But this life I lead is much too hard
I try to sleep then toss and turn at night
So busy worrying about each coming day
There’s no way I’ll ever make it through, I think
There’s no telling the future is what they say
Maybe some day I’ll be able to get ahead
And then I’ll leave all of these troubles behind
A case of the blues and bad luck I would lose
Under some rainbow a pot of gold I would find
And then I’d be so gay - you know what I mean
If only this world would or could ever be so kind