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We get so busy, and get pulled in every direction
every which way, but loose, we are pulled, right and left, up and down, causing us to be happy, and sad, smile, and frown, going round and round, every day, in the middle of the night, and the middle of the day, we get so busy, and get pulled in every direction, in the middle of the night into the bright hot beaming sun
Were trying and striving, to do and to be everything, for everyone
from midnight, to noon, and the last warmth of day light sun
We become overwhelmed, and something had to give
we get so stressed, and distressed, how we try to do it all and everything, for everybody, how we live
Bad habits and a vice we attain
when we become over stressed the same
We get so busy, we cant even remember a person, that we just met, there name
which is the first sign, of being over stressed the exact same
We get so busy, and get pulled in every direction
when we are trying to do everything for everyone
We dont take time, the time to walk for ourself a straight narrow line
because we are all over the place living in a rat race giving all that we have for all others, and for our own health and well being, we dont take the time
Slow down and take care of your health
because one day, you will be hunbled, and come to know, that nothing matters more than your health as your wealth
By john d jungers
14---may----2016
every which way, but loose, we are pulled, right and left, up and down, causing us to be happy, and sad, smile, and frown, going round and round, every day, in the middle of the night, and the middle of the day, we get so busy, and get pulled in every direction, in the middle of the night into the bright hot beaming sun
Were trying and striving, to do and to be everything, for everyone
from midnight, to noon, and the last warmth of day light sun
We become overwhelmed, and something had to give
we get so stressed, and distressed, how we try to do it all and everything, for everybody, how we live
Bad habits and a vice we attain
when we become over stressed the same
We get so busy, we cant even remember a person, that we just met, there name
which is the first sign, of being over stressed the exact same
We get so busy, and get pulled in every direction
when we are trying to do everything for everyone
We dont take time, the time to walk for ourself a straight narrow line
because we are all over the place living in a rat race giving all that we have for all others, and for our own health and well being, we dont take the time
Slow down and take care of your health
because one day, you will be hunbled, and come to know, that nothing matters more than your health as your wealth
By john d jungers
14---may----2016
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We get so busy, and get pulled in every direction
We get so busy, and get pulled in every direction