Life Poem by Rebeckah Schroeder

It's complicating,
It's confusing,
It's hard,
It's simple.

You love it,
You hate it,
You even cry cause of it.

It's hard to explain life.

Everyone has a different outlook on it,
Everyone has a different say about it.
Everyone lives it a little different,
but we are all living life.

It starts,
it ends,
but we take it for a ride.

You do some things right,
you do some things wrong.

But no one can live a perfect life.

Lets face it,
its fun,
and it will keep going on,
even after yours has ended.