Too Busy

I get so busy I can’t think,

At least that is my plan,
For if I stop, take time to think,
I’m overwhelmed again.
 
I’ve faced so much in these past years,
And yet my mind can’t rest.
For if I stop, I might just quit,
Give up living with zest.
 
I don’t know what tomorrow holds
And so I rush about,
Pretending that I do not fear
What I can’t figure out.
 
I know there’s much that should be done,
But not done out of fright.
So let me stop scurrying, Lord,
Stand up and live life right.