If I had no voice, I wouldn't sing.
I wouldn't be able to say a thing.
If I had no family, it would not be worth
Trying to live life on this earth.

If I had no legs, I wouldn't walk
I'd be immobile like a rock.
If I had no arms, I wouldn't grab,
Hit, punch, hurt or stab.

If I had no thoughts I wouldn't feel,
My arm that was runover by a wheel.
Everything we have is a gift from god,
Whether we're black, white, skinny or broad.
Every one is meant to feel pain,
Even if it's hard to maintain.

I'm grateful for everything I own.
Whether I'll have them in the end is still unknown.
But whatever happens, I'll be ok,
Because life is just a gateway.
There's always better things to come,
And plenty more to overcome

In order to break the rules
You need to know them first.
So that you can break them,
Purposely and on accident.

Because you have restrictions
You want to break them more.
If you just have freedom
You'll find life a bore.

So us poets break the rules
Because we knew them first.

You called me a child
For thinking I could dream.
But the butterfly gardens,
Moonlit patios and rosey dawns,
And you in the center of it all,
Didn't make me
ashamed of my dreams
It made me
Ashamed of you.