Dear mother,
The sun,
casting your genuine, deep-hearted spells,
Proving nothing can tear you or your people apart,
Like your "special" ducklings.

Your rearing,
As the ducklings enter the heavenly river,
providing love and protection for those it loves,
as the mother teaches her ducklings right from wrong,
activating their max destiny.

The ducklings,
awakening their fullest potential,
aspiring to make a difference,
nurtured by the mother's heavenly river,
that has shaped their wind.

My thoughts spiral, like a whirlpool,
feeling anxious and lonely,
trapped in loops of thoughts,
staring at the night sky,
wondering if my life would improve,
like a bird flying freely through the meadows, saying, "I'm free!"

Yet my negative thoughts don't perish,
reciting a man's cry in a psych ward,
like a homeless man begging for supplies and freedom, while being misunderstood,
But no luck.

I continue thinking negatively,
becoming used to feeling lonely, and commencing activities alone,
manifesting for peace and happiness,
to assure my inner child that my life will eventually become better,
like a plant regrowing from its dead roots.

I continue,
unexpectedly meeting new people, whom I can cherish,
being understood and included,
continuously improving myself to the best of my abilities,
becoming that one person I dream of being, living a happy and peaceful life.

I wish to adore you forever,
like a never-ending tale,
investing emotionally with each other,
being ingenious and avowing,
creating a stronger bond,
making you feel celestial and truly loved,
never fading away from each other,
like there’s no last resort,
until we pass away,
wishing for the same.

But this yearning is unfulfilled,
leaving me in consternation from the struggles I battle,
philosophizing, if this desire can become true,
handling being constantly misunderstood and bullied,
like a train coming to a dead end,
Praying for my deepest dreams to become a reality,
like a man who knows happiness exists in some form or another, even if it seems invisible to our own eyes.

Music,
a language everyone understands,
bringing its essence to life,
provoking variants of emotions,
like Orpheus,
creating melodies that cured but sorrowed his people.

Its importance,
like a mystical forest,
containing unknown melodies yet to be discovered.

Coldplay,
creating songs that unraveled as we aged,
relating to our deepest feelings and desires,
provoking different emotions,
ones that the crowd can deeply connect with together,
providing true memories to cherish.

Music heals,
like those who provide the utmost genuine love,
giving it to those who need it,
creating euphoric and serenified moments,
preventing flashbacks that had caused sorrow.

Ever noticed someone's cry,
like the prison it holds,
Where is the unknown present?

You chose to support them,
making them comfortable with the inmost of thy heart,
as a reflection of thy deepest feelings,
to heal those with similar struggles,
Improving their mental health.

These profound mysteries of the unknown are waiting to be unraveled,
But they don't express themselves.

So you offer a hug,
curing their darkness,
resembling a sense of belongingness,
Knowing they'll be loved no matter what they go through,
Even if they're incapable of seeing it.

You're forever loved,
Like the heavens that lie beyond our existence of infinity.

The separation caused by conflicts left me in despair,
yearning to see my dad subsequently,
like an unconditionally loving couple being in the presence of those they love.

But the consistent isolation continues,
manifesting to spend more time together before he passes.

As I become older, life will be filled with persistent responsibilities,
leaving me with defective opportunities to spend time with those whom I love,
increasing loneliness and fear.

So I continue to manifest,
wishing for any opportunities to spend continuous time with my dad,
despite present complications,
due to his and my mother’s hard efforts,
to raise a child who will be more successful than they are.

Trance,
unleashing its greatness,
sings the heavens aloud,
while you fall into an unknown world,
full of emotions yet to be felt.