a poem from an unprofessional poet

I use my poor english to complete virgo works,hope you will like it. thanks.

Time flies, things changes, How I wish I could hold all these.
The flower not matter how beautifual it is,it always perish in the end.
Disaster is around us momemt by moment, if you are not able to conquer,then fall into hell.
I’m lazy,my girlfriend is lazy,my family are lazy,these are not the most important,because
we are young and healthy,we always think time and life are both limit. They will go away with nothing left
one day.At that time,fear,failure,helpless stuff our minds. I call this “empty life”,more seriously, “miserable life”