I am a volcano, filled with sadness and anger and happiness that is my magma, patiently and warily waiting for my eruption. I am the moon, absorbing what others give me and using it, hiding from the world the mystery that is the hidden side of me. I am a rock at the bottom of the cliff, cutting you up when you fall back on me. I am the sea that stings your wounds with salt. I am the wolf that fends and protects and bites the hand that feeds. I am the stars that bring you back home. I am the woman who listens and who makes you feel like you have a purpose in life.
I have been told that I have no life, That I am lazy.
I'm afraid i have to disagree, Considering I am here Typing this, it is quite obvious that i do indeed have a life, I just choose not to do much with it. No actually I take that back, I've killed thousands of zombies,
Rescued quite a few princesses, Raced with many different vehicles, including an army tank, I've played basketball, tennis, golf, bowling, pool, bumper cars, boxing, and even went to a carnival all in one room. I've slayed dragons, vampires, goombas, demons, and many other creatures. I've collected stars, rings, guns, and even human skulls on certain occasions. I've survived many horrible falls, fire, freezing water, being shot at and being bitten. Hell I've even went to different countries and back within a few hours.
So tell me do I still have no life?