Life is giving me a hard time again
First she does not give any reasons of why she is behaving like this

On top of that everytime I try to get up somehow shoots me down

Once in a while makes me talk myself out  to stop moving forward

Then makes me wonder why am I here? what was I supose to do? Is it for real? Am I done yet?

The idea of life makes me wonder ... if I can make it at all?

And if not, I don't want to stand still.

What I 'm supose to do now?