Life isn't an adult
Nor is it really a child
Life is a stubborn teen
Confusing and full of mistakes, many things yet to be seen
Life isn't normal
Organized
Simple
Perfect
Bland
Life isn't a time to be exactly the right person
Or to know who you are
Or to be perfect
To never make mistakes
And never regret
Life isn't a time to always be quiet
Or stand up for what you believe in exactly when we should
To stand up for the exactly right people
To something that's totally wrong
Life isn't a time for peace
Or a time always for laughter
In life there's no happily ever afters
Life is a little child's drawing
There are lines that are supposed to be followed
But never listened to
All the colors and twists are confusing
And you never know when it might end
But it's original
And fun
It's strong
Live is a time
To slip up
Make mistakes
Figure out who you are
Only to mess up all over again
Life is a time of chaos
Where nothings supposed to make sense
It's a time to laugh
And cry
To jump up and down
To sink to the ground
Life is a pare of ripped wings
Just able to hold you up
Then sometimes
Life it a thin branch
That your desperately balancing on
It, just like you, is certainly going to bend
Right until it breaks
You will end up on your knees
Begging please
Your on the ground
From being pushed around
That's when you know
That you are strong enough
To get right back up
Shake it off
And to show what your made of
Life is a child on caffeine
Happy
Loud
Joyous
Laughing
Life is not fair
Easy
Cheat-able
Perfect
Horrible
But if life had to be something
100% good
Then life would be
Lovable
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