"It's simple to ruin the life harder than to make it"

Struggles, pains and tide,
Besiding the Wonder things of way,
The mind get lazy and gay,
Strangers come in to teach in wide.

The sun comes at day,
And the stars at way,
The body get heavy warm,
Spoiling becomes extra harm.

Factors seems as the building chance,
But they are actually ball dance,
It looks the ordinary win,
The life enters in this sin.

The large talks then took pain,
Are the actual way and main,
When the life shut the door,
Then a den places in the core.
Reaputed