Its not a question
     but a lesson learned in time

Passion in my eyes, I lived it everyday

Sometimes I do what I want to do. The rest of the time, I do what I have to.

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away

We mortals are but shadows and dust. Shadows and dust

Divided is the one who dances. For the soul is so exposed.

 It seems like every day now  I struggle with trying to make sense of it all. I try to put the pieces together in my mind in a way I can understand. Usually I just feel like at the end of the day that I failed to get anywhere with it. Life is just one big mess that I can't seem to ever organize. Even when I feel like I made some success one day the next it just falls apart like a house of cards. Why try so hard when you know what is going to happen? Why push on to the end when you will just being starting over again? Some say you just have to believe in something. How can I believe? When I struggle just to believe in myself. Nevertheless I keep pushing on hoping to find answers to the questions that gnaw at my mind. If not I fear someday they will consume me.

and we will sacrifice everything to save it