The last song

I am making a life, am I doing it wrong? 

Am I doing it right by trying to get along 

With people with time with places and things 

Yet still I cry from the pain it brings

Am I making a life, am I making a song? 

Strung on weak notes, more less so on strong 

With the strength that's lacking in facing the rough 

Yet still I cry when the going gets tough 

Am I making a life, or just doing it wrong? 

Will I ever string the last notes on this last song?

-VM