Life is a war,
Everyday is a battle,
On the brink of insanity,
In the space separating extreme intelligence and split personalities,
Balancing on the thin lines of love and hate,
Life is terrifying,
And it shows no person, place or thing mercy.
It’s a shame.
Many people live in their own bubbles
Confided and concerned only with events in their environments.
Life is exhausting,
Between being a good offspring, sibling, and student
Trying time and time again
Aiming, attempting, and failing, over and over again.
Life is mysterious
And it can screw you over as many times as it wants.
It’s a strange concept life
It’s nothing but a cycle.
Life is corrupted
We’re all obsessed with money, power, and profit
And I’m sorry to say it’s not getting any better
The more we have the more we want.
Life is torture
We get beaten for green , flimsy, and easily tearable pieces of paper that holds no practical value except for the value we give it
Get it, it’s us, it’s all us.
We give a colored piece of paper its value.
We are not naive we know we can’t change human nature any time soon
But life doesn’t have to be all bad it can be good as well
Life can and is anything it wants to be
Life is  LOVE,
Life is HAPPINESS,
Life is HOPE,
Life is BEAUTIFUL.