The harder I think
the quicker it all becomes a blur
words and movement and constant emotion
to what end?
Where do we really end up
at the finish line?
Who actually holds us accountable
does anyone have a list?
Are any one of us continually
living with intention anymore?
Or do we miss the point?

I express myself until the blood comes out
with everything from writing to dance
any form of art is my kind of sunshine
the air I breathe
to keep me alive
anything to survive
in the most fulfilling way I know how.

How much longer
can the rest of you
continue your lies?

My life I lead is barely sustainable
in my immediate surroundings
what makes me happy is frowned upon
how can I survive
unless I am completely miserable
when everything I see around me
pure and good intention
rapidly becoming irrelevant
killing what should be cherished
murdering that which should be worshipped
there are places that literally
can't even begin to handle
the messed up things
that are done on purpose
every ******* day
people have died, the earth has changed
visibly being destroyed
yet still we press on
convinced that what we are doing is...
WHAT?
is the reasoning behind this even clear?
Intelligent minds
find our way around
these miscalculated and
extremely ignorant challenges
but somehow a way is always found
to continue these harming damning patterns.

I will not die happy unless I can make an honest significant difference.
Even if it only one person or perhaps a small group.
My mind will not be able to shut up,
not after everything I have seen.

Please help me.
Let us change.