So many times we wonder what life is but life is what it is.
There’s no better way to describe it but every moment of our lives describes it.
When I’m happy, life’s good but when I’m sad,life’s unfair.
The lines keep going but each line is either thin or thick.
It doesn’t matter what direction it goes but each road it takes determines if it’s going to be smooth or rough. It could start off smooth and ends up rough or starts off rough and ends up smooth. Either way, we keep going. we just want to get to the finish line without looking back at whatever we stumbled upon on our journey.
What if we never get to the finish line?
What if the journey was so rough we couldn’t get through?
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