Life is like an egg, there is a living being in it, but life also dies and fades away, like when we cook an egg.
When we live our life has two important things everyone wants to have,
Love and Friendship.
Love, it is like giving your life to someone else,
The person has two choices, Take it or Leave it.
But some take it and break it leaving you to pick up the broken pieces.
Friendship, it is the warm trickling feeling when we laugh,
Just like how a tiny chick feels when it is born.
But it can be harden, by anger when we hear someone talk behind our backs.
Life is like a delicate, fragile egg,
It can be loved and protected,
Or broken and cracked.
How mysterious isn’t it? What life really
-Andrea Yong
