I've seen so many beautiful things
that my tongue seems to freeze
I'm lost and have no way to speak

See beauty in everything
from a fallen leaf
and a simple word

I've haven't really heard
how I seem to people
or what I'm like

I seem to have my eyes open
as I sleep
I tend to hear everything

We must make ourselves believe
that the moon is more than a moon
That the sun is only the sun

Art is scary
I see it everyday
Now even in real life