Life is like a bunch of kids doing their own projects in the garden at the back of a house
Some dig holes to trick others for fun
Some help others to finish their projects
Some are being labelled as weirdos and stay quiet
Some abandon their projects and sneak out of the house to enjoy the gleaming sun instead.
Or like pebbles on a seashore in a small village
Some are rocky and grayish
Some meant to be small but resistant
Some are smooth as silk on its surface
Some others fated to be thrown by some frisky kids nearby.
Or like water in the ocean
Some turn into rain and travel across the globe
Some splash onto thorny ice and crystalise within
Some stay at the bottom of the sea adoring the miraculous views of eerie monsters
while others get struck by sudden pebbles near a shore.