Life

Heyo guys, look who's back again with another poem! Just to give you an intro, this poem is pretty much what the title makes it sound like; its about how confusing and unpredictable life can be; I promise it's not overly sappy or anything of that kind! but please give it a read and give me your honest opinion of it :) 

Life

One moment it's an eagle

soaring high through the sky...

The next it's a tissue, 

lying crumpled on the ground.

One moment it's a bullet; uncontrollable

Unpredictable

The next it is a sloth, never, moving, never, progressing.

One moment is great,

The next it is just not.

One moment it's hopeful...

The next its hopeless.

Life is born in a moment and fades in the next

Life is given in a moment and... stolen, in the next

Not solid not reliable 

Not flimsy not weak

Life is unpredictable, and that's the catch

to its' good deal,

But if it wasn't, it wouldn't

have any appeal

So look at life the way you would a drama

Laugh when it's funny, 

Cry when it's sad

But don't too attached to the characters,

Cuz the next season will have completely different ones :)

And that's it pretty much; I literally just spent one chemistry period on this so i understand that it's a bit unpolished, but thanks a lot for reading!