You walked through every tornado So you could say that you made it alive Through wind and rain, snow and ice Did you bother acknowledging the Warmth of the sun in your two melted brown eyes And that you donβt always need to be Struggling or fighting or competing With something bigger Than yourself to win It might look like glory Because it tastes like fresh clouds And small lights hung in the middle of the night But youβre tougher than tree bark Put together stronger than bricks Your cement must be the opposite of an escape Only, youβve trapped yourself hunting for a release