Why?...

What happens when we die, is it just a never end of sleep, or is it just that your mind is playing tricks on you.

thats what my life is; mixed up with
to many thoughts, i can't get out
not even get in.

why is it that we just give up?
how come?

Who come that we all have a life
yet we just throw it all away into the
trash like it was nothing of yours..

Why is it that you and me and all the other ones just have one choice
to make your life more easy..
Why?

My life is full of things that a kid can't control, not even try to, even
if we try ed to fix are live yet we give up..
Why?

This is my life no matter what i do
nothing happens....