Life Why is life the way it is? Why can't I go back to being a kid. Life was so simple back in those days, as you get older, it all fades away. Anymore, life is a burden and a pain, Sometimes I think I am going insane. Nobody cares about anyone anymore, Sometimes I feel like shutting life's door. Sometimes I wonder, why am I here? What is the purpose for all of my tears? Life isn't suppose to be so sad, Yet it is, and just seems to drag. It's the same old thing every day, The same routine, the same old way. The same people, doing the same damn thing, Kind of like the re-runs you see on TV. Life for me is about the same, Just like a re-run, over and over again. A never ended story that keeps on going, And I wish it would just get to the point. You might compare life to a cd, but mine would have a scratch on it deep as the sea. one that would cause my life to continually skip, When will I ever get out of it? Maybe one day someone will fix my cd, and bypass the skip and I will be free. I guess I am kind of like a lock with no key, Until that day I will never be free.                                   By:  Chris Cline