Life can be messy and dirty, <br />It can be tough and time consuming, <br />No matter who you are, <br />People come and go: <br />Nothing stays the same. <br />There are one-hit wonders, <br />Others lasting years with their art, <br />There are sometimes angry people, <br />And occasionally happy people, <br />No two people are the same. <br />While some live for fame, <br />Others are happy to remain anonymous, <br />As they live their life day-to-day, <br />But it is not always a lonely for them, <br />The happy people waking with a smile, <br />While the depressed wear a frown, <br />And it is a tangled, messy life, <br />But it would be nice to live in order, <br />To not be that hoarder; to not cry, <br />And have some sense of belonging, <br />And I sense of organisation, <br />But with so many people in the world, <br />This is not always possible, <br />For many suffer heartbreak, <br />Many go home exhausted and in tears, <br />But tomorrow they shall push on, <br />In this tangled life.<br /><br />Paula Glynn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-tangled-life/
