Life is full of changes
but some never do
Some eveolve
Some choose not to
Some die off
Some live on
Some try hard
And end up gone
Some always win
Some always lose
But life has a plan
Some we can't choose
Some have it easy
Some have it hard
Some find it as random
as drawing a card
We reproduce
Then we end
We make enimies
We make friends
Some follow a rhythm
Some make their own
Some live together
Few are alone
Some treasure life
Some seem to waste
Some go too fast
Some keep their pace
Because life's not a race
Not all of us finish
in first place
And one day we will all have to face
That life is full of changes.
What Life is...
well no one really knows what life is. But i guess i can write a poem about it for fun... And also i did not make any punctuation errors. It's supposed to be like that. Life doesnt stop until the end, so no commas or periods until then.Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
