Life is so hard, we struggle through the days.
Life is an ocean powerful and mysterious.
But maybe there is hope, something deep in these dark waves.
Some have hardships, but some live in bliss.
The things that hurt you...that scare you and mock you,
do they really matter? Do they really hold that much power?
I gave up on life, but now...maybe I want it back.
I hurt and I cry, but is there really no goodness?
There has to be some...doesn't there?
My life is Hell and I hate how it is,
but I have hope...in one short year...
I have the chance to start over.
Do I take this chance? Or do I let life continue to kill me?
What would you do?
Who would win? Life....or YOU?