I think of life like an apple

At first its great

But slowly

As you near the core

You realize it's coming to an end

So you try to slow down

But nothing works

Then you have to throw it away

let it rot

But 

Sometimes

You make a decision..

You keep eating

And regret it in the end

Or the others

The ones who hate apples

How would explain that?

Think of it this way

They give the apple a try

and hate it in the end