"Everyone knows you wake up at 5, drink some water and take some ibuprofen"

Nature has taught me not to waste a day
Death has taught me to not be scared of change
Mother has taught me to never give up
Step father has taught me it's okay to **** up
My dogs have taught me selflessness
While lovers have taught me the opposed
Education has taught me that it's all a game
Work has taught me that people never know

What does the world teach you?

On Christmas Eve I looked out
And,
Through the window,
Were some trees
From my position,
In my cave,
It was overwhelming me
On Christmas Day,
I climbed a mountain,
A steep trail it has been,
But
When I reached the top of my journey
The trees looked like tiny men
Below me they were
No longer a threat
Like a new and loving friend
But when I climbed down
Step by step
The trees remain men
The lower I go
The bigger they get
And that is quite okay
This pattern,
I've come to realize
Is quite a mockery

Gimmie that hat of yours darlin’. Let’s race up ladders to the top of the book shelf. I crave meaningful conversations so I outgrow this awkward stage. Like those comfy sweat pants I outgrew, the ones I never wanted to take off. They were too **** comfortable. I think you might be the one to buy me a new pair of comfy sweatpants; force me out of the old hemlines. Baby, this cliché is crazy and all those teen poppy songs never felt so true. Rip these hemlines off, force me into a new; let’s learn to climb these ladders together. And once we get to the top, let’s learn to fall because nothing hurts better than falling for you.

Do you ever feel like your sitting at home
wasting your life away?
constantly getting updates
always connected to the outside world
we can never get away
and
we always know what everyone is doing
it's overwhelming me today
sometimes I find it hard
to get this thinking out of my head
I need someone to come in
and refresh this space
teach me how to be
show me your face

We ALL have demons
no more focus on my ****** thoughts
immense focus on anything is not good
extremists never succeed
because they never understood
so let's say a big
"*******"
to the thoughts that keep us awake
they aren't even tangible
so why allow them to gain?

I'm searchin'
I'm searchin'
I'm searchin'
constant confliction
between physical handicap
and a paranoid mind
Am I really hurt?
or
Do I have too much time?
Is my brain depressed?
or
Am I just a talking hormone?
This anxiety I feel
What do I need to prove?
nothing
so why panic?
Take you're time to soothe
It's okay to feel crazy
It's okay to be crazy