sometimes life feels like a cruel joke,
like we're created to just work hard, then die.

sometimes I want to disappear,
just fall off the face of the earth without a trace.

sometimes everything is okay,
the sun feels good and the breeze kisses my skin.

sometimes I want to break down,
cry and scream that  I can't do this any more.

sometimes there is nothing,
because it's easier than actually facing something.