As a child
No one told me
What it would be like
What life would be like
"Life is Lola a butterfly"
They would say
Without any elaboration
"Life is like your first kiss"
I never knew what they meant
They did, however
Fail to tell me
That life is just a series of events
Something can either not matter
Or crash your world
Life starts at the beginning
And it ends at the end
But the end is just another beginning
The beginning of your friends and family crying themselves to sleep
