The essence of life

THE ESSENCE OF LIFE
Isn't life a mystery, lyrics that cannot be written
Isn't life weary, memories that cannot be relieved
Isn't life difficult, puzzles that cannot be resolved
Isn't life empty, holes that cannot be filled up
Yes life is sad, it's dark but how hard have you tried when it is bad
How hard have you tried to input meaning to a meaningless world
But yet, this life that is bad, sad and hard had been the origin of everything you have ever had
Yet this life that is empty and cannot be filled up is what brought experience to your existence
Yet this life that is weary, that moment that cannot be relieved had been what kept you thinking what added reasoning to to your identity
Your life is everything that resolves around you and the inspiration that drives you
Your life is everything about you, your existence that you experience
Life is what brings hope the only resource you own
The only fee you can pay to succeed
It is those blocks that builds you up
Your life is determined by your own definition.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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