Life is a dot to dot.
The numbers seem to be never ending, but slowly, a picture starts to form.
If I give up now I will never get the satisfaction from completion and success.
I need to constantly move forward, if I look back to the lines already drawn
Well that’s just moving backwards.
One wrong move, I’ll be stuck.
Make your own dot to dot.
Smash through it, wasting no time.
A finished dot to dot is never finished.
Add colour, add more that just lines that go where their meant to go.
Time is of the essence.
No matter effects my mind unless I let it.
Does anyone feel the same?