Winning Against Life. Poem by Agastya Bhargava

Everything I've been told is wrong,
Cause how long is someone supposed to stay strong?
The days they pass by,
as I'm living a lie.
I have to wake up from this dream,
cause things are not what they seem,
Life doesn't hand on things on a silver platter,
up till not it didn't matter.
Now, I've picked up then pen,
I've penned down my thoughts so when
Life hands me lemons I'll make lemonade
Don't need anyone to come to my aid.
Cause I'll win this game of life.
I'm rocking this strife.