Song

Beauty exists

In the deep recesses of our memory

The darkest holes of our hearts

Sticky cobwebs of abandoned dreams

It can be easy to see

Beauty in the Pretty Things

Like hair, color, sunshine

Music, flowers, love

But can it not exist in twisted,

Defiled things too?

…Like Me and You?

I have lived my whole life

Imagining

Dreaming…

Day-dreaming

Of princes and castles:

Perfection.

Drenched my mind with fairytales,

True love and romance

Never realizing they had put me in a trance

Life in a standstill

It is time to break free

To live, to laugh, to cry

To be me

I did not understand this word

Never knew, never saw

Beauty is life, but it is also death too

There is a reason for everything

A meaning, a right

Now I understand

I have put my life in context

Harsh words, broken parents

They will not define me

Find a way

Carve a beginning

For from dull, broken wreckage

Breaks forth our new shining

Please, I beg you

Don’t change who you are

We’re all perfect in a way

Heck, we’re made from stars

It  is the connection, the blood

Together we be

Shall we talk, shall we sigh?

Shall we laugh, shall we fly?

Or

Maybe we’ll walk

Maybe sing, maybe dance.

All I know is that I know nothing

No future, no past, and no present

But I can question

I can question...I can question...I can question

For to exist is not enough

To fly, to run

I want to soar

Breathe

Feel

Inspire

Laugh

Explore
Have fun!

We are all connected

In a beautiful, beautiful circle of life

Dark thoughts, abandoned dreams
Sickly, terrible, painful sufferings

They also make us human.

For they can make us real.

Skipping, heart pounding, racing,
galloping, lying, jumping, lifting, bearing,
listening, tasting, fearing, lusting.

Toque. Touch of eternity.

I did not understand this word

Never knew, never saw

Beauty is life, but it is also death too

There is a reason for everything

A meaning, a right