What I want is hardly my mind knows,
As the life is full of hurdles into sorrows.

I often try to seek the best from my mistakes,
but always I end up in creating fuss and put myself at stake.

Coping with the flow of time is all I think,
Rather working hard for it and shrink.

My gut says that I will be fine one day,
Who else knows that to my surprise I also tend them to stay.

This is where my mental health has to pay,
And to which I have...