ROOM 101

I've mainly been a placid girl, one that's hard to annoy,
Until I entered Vietnam; the capital called Hanoi.
The traffic pollution was so much I had to hold my nose,
And watch as the many hundred bikes almost got my toes.
Those bastard noisy motorbikes, they drove me round the bend,
Starting early in the day, right til the clouded end.
They beeped their horns at anything, pointless, it did seem
And when it came to cross the road it made me want to SCREAM!
No traffic lights. No right or left. There was no green cross code,
They came at me like swarms of flies, buzzing down the road.
I found it best just not to look, I know that don't sound wise
But this way saved a heart attack, and life flash before my eyes.
Now my body didn't react too well, it sent my head to spin,
It felt like I'd turned round and round, or spent all day on gin.
It made me think to the start of this year, when I often felt the same,
And similarly I got angry and sad, finding myself to blame.
That time was quite an ordeal for me, I felt all I did was wrong,
But once I worked through the panics and fears, I think it made me strong.
This trip of mine, it's helping more, there definitely is a link,
As I've realised now, that in my life, nothing's ever as bad as I think.
It's a great thing to do, with all your thoughts, giving them a positive spin,
It stops those regrets, and omits that pain, and you feel like you always win.
This positive spin can be hard to do, and to get used to can take quite a while,
But trust me, if you persevere, it will always make you smile.
So, those bastard bikes, they tested me, and made me want to run,
And if I had my turn, along with those flies, I'd put them in Room 101.
But, that's my point, being tested like that, it makes us what we are,
And if you look up to that shining moon, you will land happily amongst those stars.