Cringey writing

Life is kind of a lake, and humans are like some leaf who fell into it. The flow goes by, and the leafs go with it even if its against their will. Sometimes the flow is too strong, the leaf gets lost and overwhelmed by the water; the obstacles. Other days, the flow is slow to the point that the leafs feel like they stopped moving, just remaining in one position as its stuck there. But at the end, the leafs always reach the end of the lake, and no matter how hard or easy that journey on there was, it ends. As if it was all insignificant to the lake, just a useless detail on its lifetime.