Conundrum

When I die, do I want to go to hell?
I found a love in my life, but do I know that its real?

Is this love worth all the pain and trouble it will cause?
Can I love him through all his faults and his flaws?

Does anyone even know the right decisions to choose?
Can anyone really see through all life's bullsh** of abuse?

Whatever choice you take, its as good as what you make it
Anything can work as long as you try not to break it

I know what its like to be poor, hungry and broken
When you wish the world would end because you feel your worth nothing

When your forced to do things you wish you could forget
Knowing that later its something you might regret

Life is a conundrum, never meant to be solved
Yet we're forced to live in it, and find our own ways to evolve

What is good?What is bad? only God can judge you
In the end he is your executioner, and only he knows the truth

Sometimes you might feel your crazy, and you just break down and cry
Cause you feel you amount to nothing, and your just wasting your time

But don't let weakness blind you from what you truly have
For life is full of love, and opportunity waiting to be grabbed

So when we die, do we really want to go to hell?
Or do we want to fix our lives to have an equal chance at heaven as well?