The Art of Ones Life

right now is a dark confusing place for me for i have lost a part of my heart once again its like a game they play to see how much u can take before you die yet im still young and dont know anything so help me my friends to understand this pain once again its all repeating in my head lovly memories and lulabys of agony my blood weeps for it is all the same everywhere to me i live for my friends and family if it was not so i whould vanish into a far off better place they keep me together as the petals fall from my everdying rose so will i be able to pick them back up and into place someday i will understand the real meaning of living and its essense and beauty for now i mourn for those who feel the same way and i hope those who don't shall be miserable being the one so true to urself , become insecure filled with aging lies and false hopes you destroy never you will live life to the fullest i always ask what do i do but its always the other way