Life is like a labryth So long and confusing Having to get through obstacles Just to keep it amusing I try to leave a path So I could find my way home But it always disappears Therefore I remain alone Lost and miserable in this place Just wishing to find my way The tears stream down my face While I look for a better day I'm so sick of illusions and lies Nothing is what it appears to be So you can't trust anything Based on what you see Stating the obvious, life is confusing. My mindframe on life is that for all the success that comes from it, there is three times as much tragedy. Therefore, no one can ever find their way to pure happiness. Life is a hypocrite in everything it contains. love goes bad. Close friends become distant. Trustworthy people tell lies and cheat. Everything contridicts itself.