Life

November 17, 2015

Life is so fickle
It comes and goes
As it pleases
We really have
Such little control
You can eat perfectly
And get hit by a car
Or take no care
And live to be old
You can protect yourself
From the world
Only to miss all chance
At true satisfaction
I guess it’s best
To enjoy what you have
And live the best you can
For in the end
It isn’t you
Making the choice

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