Is hard to live cause we are free.
The pain that suffers inside of thee.
Pain. Love. Confusion. Lust. Desire. Hate.
Feelings are all thrown at you with
His mighty hand but this is the point.
The point of Life.
To hrt and feel.
To cry and deal.
To mistake and learn from.
Something good comes out of it all.
We're all given free will.
Not controlled, waiting to be ordered.
We are but human. One life. One gift.
Something we can only get once.
Unless your lucky.
But Life... Set your choices straight.
Make the right.
The good thing about this is that,
something good comes out of
It all...