Life

Life's a path of unexpected treasures Treasure you find along the way Like they say every rose has their thorn The rose is just seen the nails surrounds To get into it there's a battle in the head The state of bliss is a myth Never to blame others for the losses we face Good and bad it's all within Looking back only shows a picture Sometimes of glee sometimes a dark wood It's like a whirlpool of emotion And better not to turn back if you could Focus on what's here and cherish with no fear Fear is a strange for sometimes it saves life The same fear sometimes gonna eat up inside There's an invisible boundary that must be drawn Perfect balance is a myth, no one's born that way Struggle and experiences will take you to it Even the noblest? of men were once no great For we're all humans imperfect in a perfect sense.