Can't* is a word I refuse to comprehend.

Can't does not exist in my vocabulary.
Not if I intend to live fearlessly.

Can't and Fear feed off each other like fire and air.
The two will dance and expand,
Spread to the last corner and inches of my land.

Can and Faith are the words I will invest into my mind, body, and soul.

Can't will not enter into my mind,
For it might sit in my mouth,
And slip off my tongue.

Can't is a poison;
The everlasting **** to my garden.

Can't will destroy every blossom created,
And seize the seeds yet to sprout.

Can't has the power to end the action of planting.
I will never again see a flower, if I let Can't grow.

Can is the remedy to imagination and ingenuity.

Whereas,
Can't impedes and blocks creativity.

Can't eliminates possibilities,
It drains and empties.

Even the most tenacious sea
Could not withstand the
Dehydration of Can’t

Can't ignites negativity, creating an immobilization and inability to try.

Can't creates an ending before there was a chance for beginning.

Can't breeds the misbelief of failure, even if there was never to be a winner.

In many ways,
Can't is the biggest lie created from out mind.

Mis-be-LIE-f



But if I were to look on the inside,

I'd rather give myself a fighting chance,
Then quit before I start
because of the word Can’t


We will be faced with new challenges each day,
New obstacles will arise and come into play

Life has an abundance of what we must overcome,
I would hate to make myself the enemy,
Be the one standing in front of a self-created machine gun.

If I were to approach the word for all that it is
It is after all,
Just a word.

I would let a word dictate and decide
The choices, risks, and chances taken in life.


Seems unbalanced
That one word can have full access
To my thoughts and actions.

There
The infinite possibilities
in the World and Me.

If the only difference between Can and Can’t
Stands an Apostrophe and T,
Then I choose to remove
The contraction entirely.

If you still don’t believe
How destructive Can’t can be
Here are a few synonyms for contraction as taken from Wiki:
“shrinkage, decline, diminution, decrease”.

None of those words seems appealing to me.
All of those words will devour my dreams.

Which is why Can’t is a word
I refuse to comprehend.

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                                **God
                          gave us the
                ability to comprehend
             So why do we continue to
              pretend like we are blind
                 To what's happening
                          Between us

Mom, dad, you were really good at pretending you were
I thought that we were cookie cutter family before I knew what I know about you now
I never really thought I had any kind of issues with you
Never really thought I'd ever have any kind of issues to conceal under this house
I feel like I can see your true colors now, but sometimes I think they're colors I could never comprehend, it all just makes me want to leave town

I know you've done a lot for me dad, you care, you really do, but you're losing control of your own emotions
I can't even talk to you, and I wish all the phone calls weren't awkward, and I know I'll have to call you today too, and act like everything isn't already eroding
How can I keep my cool after all the bad news
It's hard to follow in your steps, when you don't even have shoes
I'd like to say the things you said would just leave a bruise
But they left a scar, and no matter what you do you're still going to lose

If you ever go back you'll see things aren't the same, and everything that happens is just chemical, so no matter what happens it's meant to be, but you never even tried to make the best of it here, you never accepted that destiny before your feet
You can say you had your life ripped away from you, but you think it was easy for me?
When we got here I was abused, for the first couple years I didn't have any real friends, and was socially abused
I'm kind of glad that happened though, because I'm happy with who I am, and I think that all that ******* was worth something too
You have to take everything that happens and make it the best you can, if you don't try that Dad, then what's your plan
Please, I'd like to know, what cards have you got in your hand?
You're not even playing the game, I suppose 'you're not a fan'

You can blame anybody you want to for your life, but you make your own decisions in the end
And even though you might have made the right one, it wasn't the best one for you and your end's
All it was, was making end's meet, never enjoying life, all you ever did was take a seat
Watch all my year's fly by with a breeze
You can't make up for that, and I'm going to make sure I don't make the same mistake
If I died trying to be happy, then so be it, it was meant to be
I will never make the same mistake, the biggest lesson you ever taught me was unintentional
Everything just taught me how to see things you could never see