There's few spaces
in this world where
a sea of faces
doesn't scare me.
There's fewer spaces
in this world where
the faces turn up
to me and smile -
real, actual smiles -
and not the fake ones for shady profiles.
I love you guys.
I see Open Eyes -
filled with a thirst
to know more,
see more,
be more,
be better than before.
Eyes that do not blink
at the introduction of something new, views that don't flinch
when given something
to think about.
I see Open minds -
welcoming the creation
of a brand-new world,
one where art doesn't
have to shuffle along the sidelines
of a room,
where society can leave
its guidelines at the door.
I'm sure that we here,
today,
are the first to realize
that art creates a life
beyond the arbitrary
beating of hearts.
We're children
of the first thinking generation,
catching on to swinging anchors
from sinking ships
to swim up and
breathe in the first gulps of art.
It's fine it's done it's over I want to cry