Стихотворение “Master of disaster”

Since I can remember me
I´ve been always like a bee:
Always busy, always dizzy,
Always struggling with the peace.

Once got tired I decided:
Never ever wanna be
Kind of person who´s exhausted
By the search for “better me”.

Once I made this resolution
I felt comfort and relief,
First I thought I was solution,
But indeed it was a myth.

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