Labyrinth of sadness (part 1)

She doesn't like this picture perfect labyrinth of sadness everytime pushing her like a ping pong back and forth paying the price of all the love and smiles she wishes she could run far miles every person is an artist of their love and amateur of their labyrinth sometimes it's sunshine sometimes it's pain but the boulders of sadness and fog of dismay remains should she trust or curse her stars finding the way in stray knowing the same ending but she reads everytime from a new beginning she knows it won't end well but still she starts brave and steady while she's never ready