Life is not a bed of Roses

Life is not always kind
And we have to keep this in mind
Good times are never to stay
Sp always be ready to face the worse
My life was beautiful
Even I envied it sometimes
But now I have to envy others
Happiness has left me
And is far beyond my reach
Clouds of grief scare me
And I stand helpless
Love is life, is what I thought
Buth there is no truth in it
Love is too much to ask for
And not within my reach
Like an isolated seashell I lie here today
Nowhere to go, no one to talk to
You never get what you wish for
Because life is not a bed of roses