Troubled
When your problems seem so overwhelming,
You just don’t want to be told,
That you’ve got it easy, and your problems are
just so insignificant,
Many others are much worse of than you are.
Yet when the person you care most about in the
whole universe
Comes crying at your gate, one summer’s
afternoon,
With such problems that you’d never even dream
about,
In whose shoes you would for certain not
survive,
All your troubles are immediately overshadowed,
No longer care what you put up with day to day.
You just feel so unreal now from day to day,
Can’t bear to see her crying anymore.
What can I do to help, other than watch and
pray?
How ever will her misery end?
Until she is truly happy, what is life worth
living for?
Yet I’m certain I’ll be able to help her soon.