Poezja

Life is harsh, life is mean.
They say life is anything you want it to be, 
aim high and you'll achieve.
This is not true, 
no matter how hard you believe.
The sky is blue, the grass is green.
Your heart is pure and full of dreams.
Life is harsh, life is mean.
 
Look to the future, what do you see? 
Do you ever wonder, 'Is this life for me? '
Do you see a family, with a carefree life? 
Think again my friend because, 
life is hard, life is mean.
When there is nothing left, 
the outcome of life is death.