Lines lines everywhere I go are lines

There are no rules in this    
 We make them up as we go and even then  
 they are tentative at best    
 It seems more like boundaries  
 invisible lines  
some we cross and recross    
 Yet others we must respect and admire    
It's not like there are an abundant amount  
of chances here. opportunity yes    
So then things. Life. Morality.  
Become more like a code live by    
musts. musen'ts. shoulds. shouldn'ts.    
and If we wish to persevere.    
to push and ultimately to suffer.  
Isn't it better to suffer with purpose    
 To live with intent. 
 All the while seizing life  
with a kind of awe inspired grip    
that makes life rue the day it thought acceptable to offer you lemons in place of    
EVERYTHING!  
 It's simple to see the totality  
The reality of this    
This world is yours. All of it. here for you.  
 Only you.    
The stars.    
The oceans.  
 The sand it swallows.    
 All here for you