Life is a funny thing
moments of peace, love
and war gathered
in a row on a string

Mixed with madness and a dash
of sadness,
crazy, weird and beautiful

Infinite sorrow, begged, stolen
and borrowed
Times of tearfilled nights and
days that shone of love
so bright

It's insane and voluptous
hard and impervious
Laced with deliciousness
and poisoned grapes

We all fall sometimes
make erroneous choices
that haunt us in the night

It's our skeletons dancing
in the closet
Rattling in their
rusty cages

They make us or they
break us
What we are made of, it's
their seams or so it seems

Glued together ragdolls
unique in so many ways
Crooked and bent out of shape
inside we still shine

We rise after we fall
and so we are the winners
If you never fell you're still fragile
if you never warred you're docile

Warriors of never ever
giving up and
never ever giving in
So that in the end
we may all win