The mind is not an ordered place
Even though some parts are
There is that box that’s called emotion
Anger, love, Fear and Joy
are often not so tidy.
The logic part is mathematics
It’s order is delightful
And them it comes to pesky feelings
And I am not so insightful
How do you tidy all that anger
How do you make it ordered
And as for fear
Don’t get me started
On somthing so irrational
There is no logic
There are no lists
And there certainly is no reason
And love is something we cannot do without
But sometimes it’s just unbalanced.
Oh for discipline and control
But when you add this desired traits
Into our box of Emotion
The mess that lives there
Day to day
Becomes way too explosive.
Emotions are not to be controlled
at best we should simply handle
Emotions are our wild and passion
Without whom we’d all be robots.
So draw or write or kick a ball
Have a scream into a wall
Let your emotions have their messy way
Lest they begin to rule the day.
And then our systematic parts
Can get the job done
Calm and smart.