New Year, New Woes

I stand still as life passes me by. I stay holed up in my room, staring at the computer screen for hours and hours at a stretch.
It feels strange to see a visual representation of the music that you make, the notes that play in your head.
The waves, the dots, the frequencies.
It gets more complex everyday.
More waves, more dots and more frequencies.

Sometimes my melody looks just as bright as it sounds, sometimes it looks lonely, lost.
I'm painting these pictures, but with music.

This year I need to finish what I start though.
Tie all the loose ends.
Cut the negativity out.