Wherever you go, people don’t always talk and think like you <br />Through the years I’ve tried to see the good in every man <br />But ended up cynical about life, love and misery. <br /> <br />Life is what we make it; <br />If we don’t do a thing, what are we then? <br />We love, we live, we get hurt, we die. <br /> <br />Just as all cycles do, we wake up the next day <br />To love and live again, to get hurt and die bitter <br />Happiness and hurt, both are things of the past by then.<br /><br />Lilibeth Sacmar Apat<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-is-what-we-make-it-3/
