It's hard to make it through life these days,
It twists and turns like an elaborate maze.
Each turn could set you on the wrong path,
Each twist could stop you dead in your tracks.
If you're lucky, you'll find a clue or two,
Left by the people that came before you.
That will help you find your way for a bit,
Or help you to make some sense out of it.
But most of us find our way alone,
Make it through this maze, on our own,
Overcome the dangers that dwell within,
Until we find our way through to the end.