A wheel

When the sun goes up,
The moon will come down,
And so will it be when the moon goes up,
The sun will go down.

Life is like a wheel,
Sometimes up and sometimes down.

I wonder why I often hear people say it like that.
Thinking about it, I don't even know which is which.
I thought that all the surface looks the same.

Thinking about it deeper, it does looks the same but some surface will have rocks stuck to it, some will have more mud more than the other and a lot more stuff.
Life is... like a wheel...

No matter up or down it will keep rolling as long as I step on the gas or along as we pedal or whatever I do to keep the wheel rolling.

It will keep rolling if I want it to.