Life and Lyric

Life is strange. I'm sure you all know exactly what I mean. Life is a series of rhythms and beats that we seek to move with, sit down and ignore, or fail to follow. The beats pulse like hearts pounding against all odds, slower sometimes quicker other times. They reverberate along the lines of life's melody, quickening the tempo, forcing us to speed up, when we want to slow down. Gracelessly, we stumble along the lines we ceaselessly fail to see. We walk blindly along life's bar lines. The strangest part, to me, is that we allow others to write our music for us. Every rest, every note, every accent, is made by another person's impact on our lives. I guess, what I'm trying to say is... the only way to follow such complex sheet music is to write it ourselves.