Is caving in beneath me That I will fall so deep I know That no one else can reach me It seems the things I think are true Unfailingly deceive me And all the good I try to do Just fades away completely Despite my frantic efforts I never seem to set it The way that it should be So I don’t have to edit The things I wish I’d done I always just regret it But it will bother me Just as I choose to let it There are those there that say There’s no use ever griping Just hush and wait it out Your fruit yet still is riping But what say I to tears It seems I’m always wiping When my affairs do fail And don’t appease my liking? I hate this pressing grief No joy to be alive When all the good in life From me worries deprive But after all is done I find I do derive From force that trouble brings The skills yet still to thrive