Majorly Impacted by Disorganizationback
I've searched high and low
It's been almost an hour.
So I throw up my hands
And give out a holler.
Late, frustrated and still not found
When will I stand on solid ground?
I get in my car. I'm off to work.
But I yelled at my kids and acted like a jerk.
My life is bogged down by all of this stuff.
Yet the world tells me I don't have enough.
Bigger, Better, More they say.
All it does is lead me astray.
I've spent too much time
Acquiring worry and stress
Restore to me joy.
Remind me I'm blessed.