I think the biggest curse of them all
Is life

It stretches and bends you
Until you break
And never hesitates

Death seems like an escape
But has cold, bitter hands
And a beautiful, warm face

Not to mention
Life is temporary
Death is permanent
Life can be amazing
Still, death is eminent

All through our lives
We weigh out which one
We would rather have
When things go good, we choose to live
But we would throw it all away
The very moment when things get bad

Between all the contradicting
One fact still remains
That one simple fact that completely separates:
Life is a choice
We choose to live
Every day, even when it's our life that we want to give
Life is waking up
And choosing that this day
Will be a good one
Just one choice
Can make life miserable
Just one choice
Can make life worth living