Frames Poem by Anna Osipova

There're too many frames -
But no way to fit them all.
There're too many games -
But no time to be alone.
There're too many views -
But few of them are good.
There're too much news -
But little will raise your mood.
There're too many stories -
But few have something to say.
There're too many worries -
But few will cause real pain.
There're too many ways -
But you choose where to lead.
There're too many frames -
But no use to match and fit.