How do I start this piece?
Why do I even think of how to?
Would they leave if I had a line to miss?
Why do I even try to make it rhyme?

Everything we have to say
Is a thing we have to think of
Everyone in this society
Is not one to perceive or get the drift of

Let’s not think much of what we speak
Go with the flow before you run out of time
Never mind of what they opine
Just speak of what you think

But why should we care?
Maybe because we want someone
Someone who’d take us as their pair
And be our alter ego or simply just someone.

Great Minds are all over this universe
Oftentimes paired with a highbrow person
who generates a staggering innovation

They say great minds think alike
but what even these great minds can't see
is that it's not always the novelty
that proves brilliance of an intellect

To be savvy of all the all abouts of this universe
is a thing that could never fail to amaze anyone,
but to be happy with such small reason
is a maneuver not everyone can make

Because people who find joy
with the small things that life gives?
They are the true geniuses

You just realize,
That you continue to live without them
You finally see,
That you were lying to yourself

Telling that you won’t last a day
Without them
In front of your cold coffee

Guess what,
After several days, turning into weeks
Then into months
You just continue to live

Just the old you
Nothing new
Just plain and simple
Without them

There’s just that time
You’d never forget
How an event changed life for you,
How it decided who you are.

For me, it can be a person
Who you might’ve met at the cafe
or a dude who waved at you
somewhere
Or just maybe someone you see outside school.

You’ll never know
What impact they’d have in you,
and you’d have in them.
So what gives? I don’t know.

They could be someone
who’d give your big break,
or they could be someone
who’d you write your songs for

As you go on with life along with them
You never realized your thoughts
always matched and clicked
without forcing the issue

That’s when they become important,
a necessity,
Someone who you want with you
Something that figures you out

And when you lose them
You’re gonna feel like,
Singing will never be the same.
Guess what. Those are your
moments of impact

What if God
Was just a dude
Sitting in front of the church
As the pastor preached his words?

What if God
Is just chewing a gum
While you close your eyes
And send your prayers?

What if God
Was a hipster who loved jazz
And someone everybody loved
To hang out with

What if we could just
See god?
Maybe life would be a lot easier,
Or maybe more confusing

What if God was
Something you could hug?
Maybe I’d run to him
And tell everything I think you won’t get

Maybe I’d tell him
How exhausted I am of this world
And it’s norms
Maybe I’d stay with him while it lasts
Or
Maybe I’d ask to go with him
Telling him it won’t hurt
If I would go with him
A bit earlier than my deadline he set.