Why does it have to hurt so much?
It tries to take away your every crutch.
Even when you know you're right,
You still seem

As seasons change from spring to Fall

And all succumbs to winter's call

This life we live it changes too

From season to

“The most important things in life”

To love and share, to honor and care

To seek and find, to put

Another day has come my way as I crawl out of bed.

To face the world, society and work for little bread.

I am never quite sure where this life is leading me,

whether I am in control.

Maybe there is such a thing as fate,

or maybe