~~Life~~

Life, is where I want, and where I hate the most. Why is it hard? it's too basic, but when you try, you get judge for what you do. Then why should I think through? You choose your life, and they judge. you try and try no matter what, and still not enough? Wow, just all that and still not good enough!? Okay, you want me to try my best and you sit there like a game playing chess. I'm a piece of your game, you take control and yet you want me to do everything? Life. what's the point? you go back and forth. What's the reason to stay? when you the same all day. Life; a poem of control and struggle...