You know it doesn't make sense.

I walked a lonely road. Cold and dark, dim to see. This road diverged to points unknown, across one path a light was shown. I chose the dark to stray from light, to see where it led with head held high. Oh but to think, what shall I see? A new beggining? a familiar tree?. I chose to stay on the darkest path, but now I see, daylight soon comes to me.

Have you ever aimed so high? Flown so hard? realized that you have flown too close to the sun? Have you ever burned your wings and plummeted? Ever hoped so hard that someone would catch you? We are creatures of conditions that we create, we choose to take pride, and we choose to take pity. We are told what to do, but ignore it for our benefit. We enforce our beliefs by voicing them. We are whom we want to be, and we are drawn to each other by our characters. There is no pre-determination that will drive you to be kind, compassionate, or caring; You have a choice, you can make the changes that are necessary or the changes that are optional. Once this is understood you can take solace in it. Remember every day is a gift, and it is up to you to decide how that gift should unravel itself. You can embrace life, or let it pass you by.