What is life?
Maybe it’s just a mixture of bitter, sweet, and lime.
You feel happy when it is sweet,
Face tears when it is bitter,
Feel lost when it is lime,
Wondering when you’ll find your prime!
Somehow…, you don’t stop living,
Maybe because you know that life keeps giving.
Life.., what’s there in store for me?
Can something truly amaze me for free?
You can make your life bright or grey,
Or make a choice that leads you astray.
Sometimes it’s not the happiness that we crave,
It’s the excitement—a moment for the brave.
To dive into a vast, unknown ocean,
Where every wave stirs a new emotion,
Or to stay within a familiar lake,
Where you wonder which choices to remake.
Being happy and sad is just fine,
But thrill only comes when you cross the line.
Perhaps life was never meant to be known,
But lived through the seeds that we have sown,
To experiment, to stumble, to try,
And find our own answers beneath the sky.
And maybe that’s how we answer the question—
What is life?