So many heartaches in my life– Too much to do, and so much strife! As the sun disappears to the other side, I often wonder why I hide. I live in fear of not enough care, Or stranded– left completely bare. I worry if I’ll live to see The day I’m blessed with grand babies. I cower in fear of my many mistakes. But I have to embrace them– they’re what it takes! I know this, yet, I run and hide And forget the reasons why I’ve cried. My life– though not an easy feat Has made meeting me a crazy treat. My humor makes me seem as if I never cried or wiped a sniff, But my skeletons have made me cry And question life, the point, and why. So, here I am coming completely undone. Why can’t I be more laid back and fun?