My soul is lost and found quite often. I’ve been known to hold myself back or propel myself forward so fast I slide falling on my face. The point is I get back up, I may cry, but I don’t stop fighting. And I strive to continue discovering determination in spite of setbacks and naysayers. It is a road sometimes full of hope, people and help, and then again desolate. It is life, and if I can hear the music around me, it will always lift me up.