Who teaches us to be broken?
Who infiltrates our intellect and makes us so mistaken
How cunning the words must be
To cloud our vision so dark we cannot perceive to see
The all to visible spectrum where the Truth can exist?
They call it Anxiety
Crippling the birthright of a  new generation's ability
The void is gaping and we've fallen in, lacking the foundations stability...
Yet..as we froze there...falling..
All heaven is waiting
But no way we'll perceive it now. Blinded as we are
We continue to fall
No matter how far
They whisper to us in the diamond form of falling raindrops
And then suddenly the falling just stops
All the weight of the falling sky drops
And no longer are we lost to a restricting anxiety or a crippling society that just wont shut up
We are above it. But it doesnt stop there
Still must we reach the dimension where we see air
Pass the test and know the world in the image of distance
See it as a crystal lattice
And then its free flying from there
We no longer belong to no where
Above the sound of falling strain your ear and hear the raindrops whisper
"Look down...You're Flying."