F life it puts us through hell and expects us to stand strong against it all. Iy fircus uus to make impossible decisions. And all we can do is hope we made the right choice. It is trying to drown all of us at once. It turns us against one other. Making us race to the top of an unclimbable mountain, that never stops growing. There is always someone better or something new we must have, to be the best. It places us in front of these mirrors that point out every little flaw or annoyance. Until we just stand still. Hoping if we never move again that we will never make another mistake. Life is an unfair dealer. It hands some of us straight flushes constantly. But will never give us more than a mere ace from time to time. I call these ace’s of false hope. For they fill us up with just enough hope that we try again. Just to rip the ace away pushing us back down under the water. Just to watch our sprites break over and over again. We fight tooth and nail to get an inch ahead when some are handed everything. Life continues to run us over like we are nothing. Expecting us to get up just for it to happen again. F life for being unfair and expecting us to be ok with it.