Life - Poem by SueWayne McDonald
What is life?
Does this sound like a strange question to you? Of course it does we all know what is meant by the word 'life' but honestly i dont think its ever been defined.
When i think of life, i think of words like struggle, depression, stress, misery, death, sorrow, pain and im sure everyone can relate to this.
But where there Bad there always a little goodness somewhere cause in life there is also happiness, fun, love, loyalty, motivation.
So to me life is a very F*** up but i know deep down your glad to have it.
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