My Life Is like A rubics Cube. See why and reflect yours

My life is like a rubics cube. Yes!
Sometimes colorful,
Sometimes ruined.

Yes! Sometime, It's colorful.
Colorful but ruined.

And when It is ruined, messed and destructed
It is hard to bring back the puzzle again.

Hard to bring back the colors to it's places and It obsolutely takes time and effort and ofcourse the knowledge to bring it back right again.