Life is not fair
To some it it a game
I think I'll just sit here and pout
Though it's a shame
A waste of time
I have faith
But...
Not much good comes my way
Every time i enjoy life
And i start to laugh again
I get shoved down,
Knocked out
I awake
With no feelings
But left with memory
Of all the bad times
Only to find that evil
Has stolen alot of my good memories
I fight
Evil pulls and tugs
Light and dark
The only way to survive
Is to keep balance of both
Life is not fair
But it's what you do that describes you.
