Life Babbling

Life is a grand design, of shades of colors. A multitude of emotions., reality and illusion knowing, believing and confusion.  
 
Sweet sodas and bitter lemonade.  Faceless masks and wayward words and wagging tongues. So many characteristics I know many people, yet I don't really know anyone.
 
Anything done can be undone.  A bad day could be come a new one. I heard of a new moon. But never a new sun.
 
Words are sometimes a mouth full of marbles.  Well falsehoods are widely accepted, yet the truth is hard to swallow. What you see today, You may not see tomorrow .
 
Hope and the hopeless, the blind and the focus, blue skies filled with gray skies and locust. Life is sometimes a magical hocus pocus.   
 
Falling leaves dying a colorful death. Inhale exhale the going the coming and the last one left.  Holes in the roads so watch your step, eyes that are full of lies, made honest ones wept.
 
Loneliness and sadness companionship and madness. Choices will filled the mind voices, decisions and sorrow wasted time could only be given and never borrowed.   
 
Singing in the rain some melt like sugar, some dance with a cane. Doughnuts chocolate frosted, some plain.
 
Some filled with jelly some with pain, some people search for happiness, while some searching for someone or something to blame.
 
The living and dying the world is a stage with a audience some laughing some crying. Hard times the good times, the giving up and the trying, some walking some flying.  
 
And some things grounded, some things out of shape, some things well rounded. Open windows. Some shut some stained we look through them all. So some days in some ways. We all don't see things the same. 
 
Depends what day what second minute what hour.  Sunny day or rainy day. Depends on  what window you are looking out of.
 
Life life oh you are on such a mission.  What are your intentions? You're wild you are loving hateful, happy sad compassionate.
 
Psychotic unbalanced you have a mental condition. And a few other things that I don't have time to mission.  
 
Life are you hearing me?  You need electro shock therapy. You have damage me and there is no repairing me.  
 
You put me together at times, and suddenly you are tearing me.     What is it all for I did all that I can do to deal with you but I can't cry no more. Life I am knocking and babbling at your door.