I watch the world
and it watches me.
All these
limitations,
rules,
wonders
and I just
skip them by like they're
crazy
crazy
crazy.
I'm crazy too and
it makes me
aware,
like I'm
equal to your
beauty
and your pain.
And sometimes
I wish I was
beautiful
and you would read
this back and
pause
and consider all the
newly
opened
doors.
Can I maybe
be different
unborn?
Are all the possibilities
newly born?
Can we
breathe
under these limitations
of reality?
The air we breathe
is the same air
that never breathes,
never changes.
Let us transform.
Let us embrace
the opportunities
they presented to us.
Let us be real.
Let us be free.
Let us live.