Life is somewhat a complex word..
Like, it has everything in the world
People say it started if the womb;
And comes to an end in the tomb.

But it is not simple as that,
Yes, I say it's really not.
It's a mixture of everything,
Courses, whatever, or anything...

It's a balance of good and bad,
Maybe of faith and of a Great God;
About strengths and weaknesses,
Or of happiness and loneliness.

It may be full of challenges,
'Cause all things undergo changes...
Nothing's constant in the way;
In time, or in all array.

It is with us to pursue and endure,
No matter what pressure.
It's up to us to decide,
It's our choice if we choose to glide.

But for me, this is my life, my story...
Everything is up to me.
I should go on and recall...
'Cause life's a journey, after all.