Saying A Lot About Nothing

Tired of society when they struggle to shut their mouths
Talking for the sake of it not knowing what it's about
Always upset and adding fire to an already ignited blaze
Running around and listening to everyone's bad days
Is there nothing more to laugh at? Or do we always have to complain
Jesus suffered impalement yet He never spoke of pain
They scamper around with such big heads but never do they use them
Making small matters such big deals by cursing and abusing
Why whinge about such tiny things and waste such blessed breath
Instead they use same energy to get themselves upset
Does a peacock flightless stare at the sky and ask why he can't fly?
No. He shows off his colours, shuts his mouth, carries on and survives
So sick of everyone being sick when they've only got a cough
If everyone has something to say, they're not suffering and it must stop