Life

What is life? If not misery. What is life? If not happiness. If life pointless? Is it true? Or perhaps just a "beautiful" illusion.. We must go through. Life is dull Life is pain.. Or perhaps just experiences we must gain.. Oh, my story I had to tell but they said.. I'm too small, to be feeling like living in hell. People come and go, they say. But we'll stay well oh I guess then family is People who want to send you to hell.. I weeped on the ground... Shouting for help. But all I got was, "Oh come on, get up yourself" I longed for love.. But all I got was pressure to excel I hoped I would die. My breath would stop, while I cried.