What Is Life

What does it truly mean to live?

To be able to breath,feel,and eat your next meal?

Or is it deeper?

The more I think of it,the thought becomes steeper and steeper

To me,to live is different in everyone's eyes 

We all have to look for our little prize

The prize of life

Am carving it with my own little knife

Not look back or thinking twice

Eyes straight forward

cutting my own little slice