Life likes a box of chocolate

You don't know what taste you'll get

Maybe coffee, or milk

Maybe strawberry, or taffy

Whatever taste it is

You can't change it

Life likes a cup of coffee

Drinking is the process

Bitter is the effort

The candy which add into it

Is the achievement

Life is like a traffic jam

The cars are the competitors

Traffic light is a chance

Signposts are the paths

But only one is the right path

Life likes a script

Paper is the world

The pen is yourself

Words are the time

Keep writing

Finish is the death

Life is short

People past it differently

Some people past it splendidly

Some people past it normally

And some past it unpleasantly

It depends on yourself