Life is like a candle
it gets burned down
trashed around and brokenThough it can always be healed
can go back to be okay
but never like beforeIt can be healed
it will get a scar for each time
but it still livesSome candles don't have the same luck as the other
some don't get to be healed
some don't get livesWhen the unlucky candles burn out
they have met their end