Oh life If I want to squeeze the last drop out of you,
Am I at fault
If I want  you to be turbulent ,
Do I deserve torment
Full of hope when I want you to embrace
It feels like I am chasing a beautiful mirage
Bubble for the troubled mired in this quagmire
Hope is the only rope
Clinging to it ,hoping to rise beyond paradise,


Out of nowhere you find rope around your neck
You cry, complain, whine, you shout ****! ****!
Only to hear its echo back

I love you,
Do I have a choice