Life of My Weights
Up and down
Being used just so that we can make her muscles frown
Tempo of our heart beats changing with the pace of her vigor
Her music sometime making her fervour
Up and down
Sometimes forgotten, but we silently laugh as her muscles frown, deflate like fruit rotten
But then... remembered while she's cleaning
She's works our hearts with a whole new enthusiastic meaning
Every now and then the tempo slows, she want to give up, give in to defeat
She can't give in, or cheat
It's a rollercoaster for us
But then again it's life
But like humans there are joy and strife
Always up and down
(Quick little author's note in case your confused about the poem it's about working out and comparing that to what happens on life. )
