Living

They say that anger clouds the mind.

And with it, joy you can never find.

They say that blindness comes from love

For your eyes are on the angel above.

Sadness, they say, shortens the life

Wishing you weren't you and hating strife

Happiness is what you want, they say

For that is what makes our living okay

Forget about them and listen to me

Have you ever thought what would you be

If you didn’t have these things, if you didn’t feel

Would life be worth living, would it be real?

If you think about it, we never live a day

Where our feelings do not get in the way

What would we be without our mind?

But that is answer we can never find.