I complained I must confess I ranted and raved About life’s pace For it seemed too slow When I had miles to go. But I did recall With a tinge of guilt though The times I was so low Because the world seemed uncaring And everything was happening All at the same time Giving me no breathing space Tempting me to resign to fate Only to discover later That it was for my own good Things haven’t been any better So now, forgetful as I might be And at times blinded by my selfish whims I thank Him indeed For without Him I would be headed for a crash within And what a mighty crash that would be!
its nice and has a feeling of an open heart...To complain to someone close is not always bad, because that means we are grown to realize our mistakes or problem..it`s worse if we don`t! We never will be able to see the truth in the eyes...