An irony called life

Summer is gone
Leaves fell on the ground
Autumn made me feel
Orange is my life

Winter arrived
People as cold as the weather outside
Broke my trust
Shattered my pride

Problems never leave
Optimistic you have to be
Your concern are constrained
Tend to a cypher
Iota of others'

You call yourself a man
Even when you cant face your soul
You surrender so easily
And expect respect in return
Living this irony called life

Running away from the truth
Acting like a coward
Run all the world around
But you will have to face this
Irony called Life