Ever changing happiness seems only to last a short moment
With it however, foreshadows long scorching torment.

Childhood innocence will sometimes die
As corruption teaches us to cry
A glorious rose glistens at first
Then withering shriveled petals show the worst.

Even the road of love and heart
Are the ones that lead to being torn apart
Laughs of joy become everlasting tears
Just as confidence is replaced by fear.

Our triumphs and glories are at the short end of life’s stick
Emptiness and lies are what we usually mimic
We’re alive for a time and rest for eternity
So just embrace and remember the happy parts of life’s story.

Most people’s journals and filled with pain
Yet short hopeful paragraphs prove our existence is vain…