Life, and life

If only life were that simple
And I didn't have to endure
My lessons, my karma,
If only I was sure
That this round of working
On myself and my issues
Would peel the layers one last time
Finishing up my last box of tissues
Feeling the pain and healing the core
Would ease it all away
Ah so naive my thought was
So easily I could sway

It never ends, does it
It's not really like an onion peel
It's a spiral that holds u in the center
With each turn, another one u see
It's a lifelong worths of lessons to be learnt
A lifetimes worth of self polishing
And when this round is done and you think it's over
All you're doing is waiting
For another opportunity to come one more time
To be born, to live, to die, to create another rhyme.