It is what it is, a mantra of mine
And doing ones best and all will be fine
But life gets too complex and it no longer sticks
Somethings are frightening, too frightening to fix.
Many times you see, a solution’s not there
You just have to struggle ’cause life is unfair
So you carry on regardless accepting your fate
And pray for the answer before it’s too late.
At the end of the day it is what it is
Answers came too late and you lost your fizz
Dejected and penniless you’re now on your own
Down in the gutter of life all, alone.
©Joe Wilson – Life in the clichés…2015