Of hope and the busy bee

That feeling in the depths of your heart,

Where you know no end, when you don’t know where to start.

Lost in the middle of being busy,

So much that you feel terribly dizzy.

It’s something you always wanted to do,

Something you always looked forward to.

But when it happened, you couldn’t believe it.

And now you find yourself in deep shit.

You start thinking to yourself, “Am I useless?”

You think it’s your fault, you think you’re hopeless.

Caught in a net, trying to wriggle free

To be the happy person you thought you’d be.

And soon, you lose all your time

To your loved ones, you look as sour as lime.

No room for thought, no space to play-

Just sleep at night, stumble through the day.

Nothing goes the way it should,

Or so you think. There soon will be good.

Love what you do, get better at it.

And there will be an end to this deep pit.

You’ll find yourself in a happy place,

Settled in peace, moving with grace.

So keep that hope and carry on,

Soon the madness will be gone!