The Hustle, the bustle
In a jungle
Called LIFE

The  companies we had
The memories we cherish
The solemn tears we shed
The few moments we enjoyed
The falling apart
With an impending life major crisis
Called DEATH

The Love we shared

The happiness we feel when the sun rises on our heart
Or,
The jilt that follows
The trust we misplaced
That cuts our heart
Or stomp on it

The moments of clarity
The hours of uncertainty
The doubt we have
About ever been the real deal

The trying to fit in
The mistakes made we can't undo
The time lost we would do a lot to have again
The hope of turning back the hands of time

The disappointment we feel
The strengths we discover after a mile thrill
The best part of living with scars
The diaries we stuck our past into
And the plans to write a new future
At the end
We only realizes one thing

That there is nothing to be afraid of
Cos its just..... LIFE...