
Will Ever Always Be Amazing
Have you ever felt a knife cut
From your neck down to your ribcage
Almost piercing your heart
And it feels like you're being pulled apart
When in fact
This may very well save your life
I'm not here to cause a strife but my conflicting emotions over this holds me back
Like the straps on an operating table for the insane
I was never one to act out
Pull away
Yell and claim
I'm not crazy
I am
I have been
I always will be
Crazy
No
But held back
Not against my will
But by my own understanding
It is not my place to say
I have learned everything
When in fact
I have learned close to nothing compared to the amount there is to know
To hear
See
Be
Because there is always more to learn and less to hate
We just have to appreciate what we have
Now
Then
Always
You and I
We're birds playing chicken with cars speeding by
Like long rides with your family
By the end you know there's always a chance
Someone's going to get hurt
Someone's going to yell
Shut up and listen
Eventually... we all go under the knife
Get dissected and ressurected as if we're undead frogs in biology class
Being poked and prodded
Taken apart by high school dropouts deciding to give it another chance
When one tip of the scale
One shaky breath
One uneven slice
And we'll flatline
Are you willing to put your life out for them?
For the youth of younger generations?
Are you willing to stick your neck out under an unstable guillotine
Let your blood run like rose petals through the air
Breathed in by a dying race
Not that we're going extinct
But we're losing what we are
What we have
What we may never will again
So I ask you
Would you go under the knife
Take a scalpel and dissect yourself
Your morals
Your values
To help save this dying race
To help teach others and continue thinking
Because there is never a complete learning experience
There's always more
More to life
More to love
More to accept
It may not be in my depth
But I try
I do
And that's all I ask of you
To try
To open up the box in your head before we fall apart like soggy cardboard
Because my parents always told me
Keep an open mind and you'll do great things
But I don't want to do great things soon, I want to do them now
Are you willing to cut apart your box
Fill the split and broken shell with hope and compassion
Shed the cardboard edges even if it may hurt
It always does
But are you willing to let your love override
And drive you to keep going
Keep learning
Keep trying
Think outside the box