Struck By Life

I'm struck by life,

Is it time that has dawn on me?

I'm confused as to how to respond,

To laugh or cry or just be.

My mental neurons are acting crazy,

No reasons there can be.

This is just my assumption,

That it can't consume me.

I tend to aim high,

Oh! the reason, it can be.

They say, what more to expect

It's life, just let it be.

How can I just let it go,

It's forcing me not to see.

If I can see no more,

Then how can I just be?

I'm struck by life,

Is it time that has dawn on me?

Am I the one who's playing life,

Or is it life that's playing me?