Life
Life may pass you by
Like Ferris said on his day off
You must learn to fly
But may also have to eat from the trough
See in life there are ups and downs
And we go through it all
Much like our thoughts drown
In our tears while we bawl
What we don't see is the beauty in this
The times we're upset we must turn into bliss
For life is like a box of chocolates
At least that's what Forest's mamma said
No life is like Russian Roulette
You get one shot and either you're living or dead
Because life is the biggest game you'll ever play
So every time you awaken thank God that he gave you a new day
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.