Life is just around us, looking at us,
I'm just living the life while staying alive, moving around
And life mocks me, why stay here? why be alive? why care about life? living?
i look back at life, true, why should i?
YOU ARE READING
Life
Randomgoing towards the end of the tunnel, with no way to turn back. stand at the edge of the cliff, with no way to come down. sitting on top of the building, with no stairs to back down.
