Life is good.

Sometimes it looks so empty, Or so pretty.

Meaningless.

Sometimes it has full of fun&joy, Full of sorrow&sadness,

Death&birth,

Doubth&confidence,

Sometimes it is ready to rise, Ready to fall,

Sometimes it is so unfair..

Boring, Frightening, Open to dispute,

It is exciting sometimes and it is vigorous.

But, Despite all the good&the bad things and tears like a river,

It is ours!

Part of ours existence..

Reason of our survival..