"Life's a box of chocolate"
You'll never know what you'll get
But what if it runs out of chocolates?
Life will just be a big box of emptiness
Humans are like ants
Always in pursuit of something sweet
So marched forward an ant to that box of chocolate
But falls back in despair to see there's nothing in it
Trapped in the box, it begins to suffocate
Choking for air in the dark it searches
Treading through obstacles of bittersweet crumbs
To find a way out, to find its happiness
And if it doesn't, it will just sit in the corner
Waiting for the day when the lid will be lifted
And if that day doesn't ever come
It will just die - in the stale waft of chocolates.