Life is a gift, yet it is a curse,
Filling us with hope,than pain,hunger and thirst,
There's a thing called "time" which ages us away,
Transforming us into something that's brittle and decayed,
But despair not, for life is a gift,
happiness and love are also a part of it,
So in that darkness, you find that light,
You bring it forth and you shine it bright,
So don't give up dreams and keep on fighting,
If you have to, you go to your graves screaming and biting,
This thing called life and time, they don't exist without the other,
So do what you have to, in order to make your life better....