Chapter 914
Tizzy
Not everyone gets along
With everyone all of the time
Things happen and go wrong
Everything becomes an uphill climb
What once was smooth sailing
Is now a choppy heaving sea
What was once so clear
Is now very hard to see
Everyone must stand tall
The only direction is to fall
To not work together
Will cause each other to maul
No one wants to be wrong
There is always a sense of pride
Both must pull together
And put differences aside
The world spins out of control fast
So much can make one dizzy
Take a breath and step back
Nothing good comes from a tizzy
Nobody