With all the heart aches and rejections.
How can there be so much happiness?
So much concern for the well being.
With horrible situations happening.
How can we still take time.
To spend with our kids and family.
When you have to work 2 jobs.
Just to make it.
How can there be rich people.
Who have never suffered from work.
How can I feel so down.
When my life seems great right now.
How can perfection become part of work.
When no one is perfect.
