Constant Chaos

In the chaos of my mind,
I travel through and find,
That I live in a world where

People are rushing round and round,
Trying to make things seem sound,
Instead of the teetering mess

That they call their daily life,
That's filled with sweat and strife,
And no time for peace.

People working two, three jobs,
The poor the normal and the snobs,
All intermixed in this mess.

People falling in love an out,
Just because of a shadow of doubt,
Letting go of the hands of those

Who were with them at their worst,
Even when they thought they'd burst,
They just don't seem to care.

And then there are people getting hitched,
The ones who found love after being ditched,
Happy once more like they deserve.

I stood there once with my heart in my hand,
Held together with just a rubber-band,
Now I gave to someone else

Who knows how to handle with care,
Someone, who I know, will always be there,
Just as I am for him.