Life is weird and ironic.
It often ends up tragic.
A miracle may make a fairy-tale ending,
but we have to face trials or we’ll end up drowning.
Why is life so unfair
even if we stay in the safe lair?
Why do people cry,
and later on they just sigh?
Most people tend to smile
even when they are in exile.
But why do people frown
even though they own a country and a crown?
Why is life like that?
Why do I feel so bad?
Isn’t life meant to be cherished,
Treasured, cared for, never left unnoticed?
and later on they just sigh?
Most people tend to smile
even when they are in exile.
But why do people frown
even though they own a country and a crown?
Why is life like that?
Why do I feel so bad?
Isn’t life meant to be cherished,
Treasured, cared for, never left unnoticed?
Though life is weird
and ironic indeed,
It is still planting your fate
and future’s seed.
I choose to live life
whatever the trials may be!
I choose to live life
though others may not see.
~anamellie, 110806
and ironic indeed,
It is still planting your fate
and future’s seed.
I choose to live life
whatever the trials may be!
I choose to live life
though others may not see.
~anamellie, 110806
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