When you think about it, life really sucks.
You grow up loving the same people,
Only to watch them die.
You live and you love,
Only to be broken and left alone.
You suffer through school,
So that you can suffer through college,
So that you can suffer through work,
So that you can earn money
And stay alive.
But why?
So you can suffer?
Sometimes I question it.
Sometimes I doubt myself.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only one.
But then I have one of those moments,
Those perfect moments,
When I swear I can feel my heart
Filling with love and joy.
Fleeting; they never last.
But in the end it's worth it.
Because I would live a thousand days of sorrow,
For one fleeting moment of love.
