life
the rain falls down high from the sky.
the moon sits and waits, trying to get by.
he waits his trun,
as the sun sheds its burn.
always coming in second best.
leaving glory for all the rest.
they all get their ten minutes of fame.
while we take the blame.
“this isnt fair” you cry.
but no matter how hard you try,
they will always give you strife.
this is life..
-april 2, 2011
