Life's rough,
People get tough.
Time slide,
Bird's Glide.
Kids play,
People pray.
Life's a choke,
People get strokes.
Some people are a pain,
Others are the same,
Sometimes people want to change.
Author's Notes/Comments:
This is the first poem I had EVER wrote. The other poem Titled "Life" was kinda like this, but I couldn't find this original one, so I made "Life" until I found "Truthful Things". So I hope this makes more sense than the other one.