Mess
That’s what it feels like
Your life at the moment
Problem after problem
Even though
You’re already tired
Drama after drama
Even though
You’ve asked for none of them
Tired of trying
Tired of fixing
Tired of everything
You cannot do it anymore
You cry
This is too much to bear
But
Hold on a second
I have a question
Have you ever got stuck
In a bathroom
Without toilet paper?
Before you exclaim
What an absurd question
Think about the time
When you were horror-struck
Sitting in the bathroom
With no toilet paper
The horror was real
But you came out of it somehow
Without losing dignity
So, that’s the secret
Your hidden wit
Waiting to be called upon