What is?

What is life? What is this pain? It gets worst every year And more bitter everyday Whats is love? Is it real? At the start your heart beats fast At the end it hardly beats at all What is age Dose it really make you more wise? Cos it seems it only makes you more hard and less forgiveing with time What happens to youth? Dose it really wash away? Or is there always that child inside who wants to play... who wants to beieve life only gets better as time pass by. What is death? Is it really then end? Maybe its the start of something new A sceret never to be told. maybe thats why you never speck again...