Through my trials & tribulations br I get all my inspirations br to write about all the different things br that in my life & head constantly rings. Sometimes I cry br Sometimes I sigh br All these feelings I feel br I know instinctively they're real. Sometimes I smile br makes me feel good for a while br Then I get serious br feeling broody, moody & all mysterious. If they made never ending oceans br they would constantly be full of my emotions br That permanently battle with each other br no longer do I need to worry or bother. Take each day as it comes br breathe a sigh of relief each day when it goes br Just glad another day to be alive br but why do I have to struggle & strive. These should be happy days br in so many different ways br Why do I feel perplexed & confused br have I or have I not been used?!?br br Anthony A.