Why do we live in such a cruel world?
I never understood why.
Our life just passes by like a car on the road,
the car is your life and you rid in it night and day.
Until the time comes for you to go,
then you get out of that car.
You say goodbye to the car and walk away into something,
something that can not be explained.
It could be light or dark or maybe in between,
you choose your path, your story, your life.
Yes the world is cruel and we can barely handle it,
but we always stay happy.
We don't know how, is it our friends,
our family, or our life itself?
People call you names that make you sad,
but then your friends are there to make you happy.
At home, in your family someone dies,
but your mother is there to comfort you.
Your life, our life, is full of mysteries and problems,
but we will always have eachother to comfort one another.
This is life,
just live with it.
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