Kinda a poem

Messy words

I sit here in bed
Pondering with my head

What's the meaning of anything at all?
It can't be education and going to school!

Could it be love and sex and marriage?
But so many get it wrong and that's just sacrilege

Money, wealth and power
Will surely get sour

Getting in shape, ripped, massive
In my opinion is hardly Expansive

Why are some people happy and some people not?
Some people thrive and some people rot?

How can some people be truly content?
But then is that how life is truly meant?

Maybe misery, sadness and loss is all part of the game
We need every factor to make us feel sain

I'll probably go to sleep now, now that my thinking is through
But just remember what ever happens in your life it makes you you