Life Poem by Agastya Bhargava

The snow covered the day's despair,
That was the day I was told life is not fair.
You have to keep moving
you may not stop and stare.

To live it or not
I seem like a cynical robot
but it's the way I live
it's the way I was taught.

People judge me where ever I go
however did the word stoop so low
how did I grow here
did I even grow?

Life is a mystery better left unsolved,
because you'll find yo're entire life disolved,
in trying to find an answer,
the meaning of life is already resolved.