In a world where these things
move too fast
And us kids
don't get
troubled with choice
There's no variance in life

We get stuck
and then pushed
and then shoved
into things that we don't
quite believe in
then we're deceiving
ourselves
and our minds
and our souls
We don't allot time
to these things
and our goals
become slowly
unattainable
we're unable
to think
for ourselves
our own personal hells
we become.

But one thing I chose in my life
Was the
pattern of my blanket
And in my mind it's a statement
In my mind it's a
declaration
of my
independence
of my
strength to choose
of my
sudden reverence
for
people who know what they want
and they go out and get it
without waiting for a second
their courage makes me
hope that this ****** generation
can be saved
by the power
of someone's motivation.

Cause ambition only gets you so far
then you've gotta make a move
you've gotta pick or choose
And I've always been
so indecisive
With my life
I've been spoon fed
a dream
but that dream wasn't me.

So break
free from the shackles
Break
free from the chains
cause we're horses
with blinders
we're birds
with clipped wings
So break
out of this box
break
into the world
We can't fly yet,
but man,
can we sing.

So
although it's only a blanket
It's a lot more than that
I consider it a fact
Cause to me
This
whole charade of a life
is a myth
it's a 100 ft tall cliff
and we jump.

i'm not really sure
if i gauge attractiveness
on a real scale
but there's most definitely
a certain quality
that seeps into my
pores and in my marrow
and through my veins
that attracts me

cause his eyes are like
old books from the deepest
sections of the library
and his eyelashes
are like feather
dusters tickling
my heart in a delightful
fashion and his freckles are
reminiscent of drops
of stray ink dripping
from thunder clouds

it's an odd sensation
sensational
that's all i can use to
describe this
imploration of
my mind

In 5th grade
Velcro was
in my mind
an integral part
of my life.

See,
I had these shoes,
and these shoes were white,
and they were simply simple,
and they fit just right.
So,
I wore them daily,
and to my delight,
if I grew out of them,
I'd buy another pair in white.

But see the
thing
with these shoes
were their method of clasp
They had
two
Stripes of velcro
(And that was badass)

So I'd rip
and strip
them off my feet
Slip them on
and off
They couldn't be beat

But as the year turned to 6th
Things quickly changed
Girls were wearing different shoes
And said that mine were strange

So,
Adieu,
To you velcro,
My faithful fuzzy friend.
You'll be,
in my heart,
an everlasting trend.