Poetry: Problems

You think you’ve sorted it out,

You think it’s in the bag,

But when you least expect it

Another one shows up with all its swag

You start trying to solve it as best as you can

And hope that your efforts pay off and pan

Oh problems, why do you do this to me?

Why can’t you let my life just be?

Then the sweet smell of success

When everything goes according to plan

That’s when problems seem not so insurmountable

When the world seems brighter, more calm

That’s when you know you are in charge

The world better watch out, you are recharged!

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