For better or for worse,
In sickness and in health,
The seasons seem to change with the people,
Not the other way around.
We’re all just floating along in this mistaken world,
Until that one day when we are pulled to the ground.
Is gravity not our friend?
Is that not what we were taught from a young age to believe?
When struggles and failures are found suited to contend.
But life is simply what one chooses to perceive.
No matter how hard things may seem,
Even when it felt once a dream,
But not you.