Dear Life,

Dear Life,    You come in at the worse time,     Hitting me like a semi-truck,       All at the flip of a dime,       But that’s just my luck.  You come pouring down like rain,        Just ruin my parade,     Just to laugh at my pain,I can feel the tears starting to cascade.            I feel like disgrace,      Like I’m wrapped in foil,I don’t belong to the human race,     But you not always a toil.         You make me feel happy,         Sometimes even glad,           Maybe even sappy,        Not always mad or sad.        You can make me bloom,          You help me grow,         You put me in a room,     Bigger than I’d ever know.          That’s who you are, You’re the reason for my strife,But you can show me so many stars,         Because you’re Life.      So I guess I’ll let you be.                           Sincerely, Me. 

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