Picture a screen
All black
All dark
All something
But not nothing.
Life and creativity is what you are
But we hide that.
You hide that.
Who are we truly if nothing is so binding to see.
The black screen.
The darkness.
The evil.
We censor our true being.
Controlled by a society where happiness is the only persuit.
Look,
Look closer at the spark in the Forest
It's you.
As we get closer, the light begins to fade.
As people watch the light turns to nothing and blackness begins to crusade.
Embarrassed by what others might think,
We close our mouths and say -nothing-
Judged is ours to believe.
What do we do?
How do we stop the pain of others?
The perception of being nothing Isn't as bad as you thought.
But listen to me,
You are you,
And I am I,
We are us and
Everything is nothing
As cracks of light appear
-We should no longer see,
eyes opened to darkness fading into light.
Believing in -
darkness and nothing
No faith.
No life.
No being.
Eyes open.
I looked up,
I saw the meaning,
The meaning of me
The truth,
The inspiration,
The creativity,
I looked down
and back up
To see the darkness.
The black screen.
It was you!