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This is how life works and that is how it is

It tests you everyday although it were a quiz

Sometimes you pass, sometimes you fail

And when it does happen, you just wish your life was a fairytale

50% cruelty, with mix of 40% study

It stains our happiness and makes it so damn bloody

But there is that remaining ten percent that we can live for

And that 10 percent is the fun right behind that open door

You see, we bury ourselves in our anger and stress

That we think our lives is just like a pro game of chess

Moving each step like there’s mine underneath

Hoping that you might just make it out by the skin of your teeth

That ‘out’ is the world that we know and  survive in

And if we don’t follow its rules we go straight into the bin

We think those rules are there to make us stronger

That is where we are mistaken and wrong

Happiness is the cure to everything in life

Abandon that and you will feel nothing but strife

Some people might disagree and say money is the cure

But do you really think that money can buy something that pure?

Happiness is not bought or can be sold

Nor is it something they can be found in the world like silver or gold

Happiness is given from our father above

Maybe you don’t believe me, but his gift to us is love

Love is happiness, it’s is ours to keep

With love we don’t have to worry or cry in our sleep

No more suicidal attempts or thoughts

But in the end it’s your decision to make since you’re the one calling the shots

Our life is given and breathed into us, it’s not a curse

So why do we cut and hurt ourselves and end up staring at the nurse?

“Life sucks.” I’m tired of hearing that although it might be true

The essence of life isn’t something that appears out of the blue

Treasure it, contain it, keep it safe

Don’t let it be ruled by the world, don’t let it suffocate

Tell yourself this is my life, it’s my gift not yours

So the world will respect it and bother you no more