What is life but a story in the making

And what are we but actors in a play

What is life if people are starving and dying

What is life if friendships and relationships break?

I bite the hand that feeds me so that maybe it’ll let me starve

For I no longer long for pain and suffering

Perhaps staying strong is right

Perhaps life is fun for you

But a rollercoaster with twists and turns makes me sick

But a rollercoaster that makes me sick isn’t worth riding