Pretty cars
Pretty people
Flowing wine

Fights on the street
Yelling and cursing
Bus rides alone

Thoughts of friends
Thoughts of love
Rising smoke

Giant ships
Turned to rust
Swallowed by the sea
Illusions of grandeur
Slowly tempered
By nature’s remedies

It took too long to realize
That you really were a drug
Addictive in appearance and nature
You climbed under the radar
Accepted by all those around you

Before I even realized
I would revel in your bliss
Taste your biting kiss
Thinking that "ah this is it"
"This is maturity"

It took too long to realize
That you hide the truth
You are not safe and social
You are destructive
You are manipulative

Now I have realized
You exist out of habit
You subsist on the havoced
You're an ****** of the masses
And your lobby's full of *****

You are constantly changing
In my eyes
And for that I am thankful
I viewed you once
With a youthful uncertainty
That still lingers to this day
But this has changed
Irrational uncertainties exchanged for concrete ones
The mess of the city
That has grown upon you
Is and has always been my home
For better or for worse
But I have found beauty
In all of your forms
I found flowers that you have grown
That are truly beautiful to behold
I have found books
Inspired by your wonder
That refuse to be content
With those who plunder you and your inhabitants
I have found suffering
I have found hope
I have found you

The son asks the father
Why did you do that
Why did you act like that
The father looks at the son
And says
You'll see one day
Just wait and see
You'll find out one day

Today
I went through boxes
Inside of boxes
Then I wondered
Where my life is going

"Happy Friday"
Is one of the most
Diabolical
Things I've heard

Firsts are incredible
Because everyone goes through them
There is so much to experience
So many firsts

Why does the world exist
for Life
Or
for Money
People came from the Earth
Money did not
We look like fools
Running around
For money
Letting humans starve
Exploiting them for their life
How many souls does it take
To create wealth

We haven't seen each others faces
In a very long time
But I can still remember the traces
Of your silhouette outline
I remember all the places
We traveled through the pine
Rounding all the bases
With our legs intertwined
Though we're scared it's dissipated
Our love stretched over miles
Hearts like ours are fated
Joining together in spite of trial

The most precious
Things in life
Last forever
In the perfect memory
To be visited
Again
When you are searching

We learn the best
And worst things
From our parents
If you've ever told yourself
"I will act like that when I grow up"
If you've ever told yourself
"I will never act like that when I grow up"
Remember those things
Never forget them
Let them guide you

Each
Person
Is important
To
Someone
Else
Even if they don't realize it

Do the things you love
Follow the people you love
Believe what is deep in your heart
Know what is deep in your heart
Trust your head
Trust your body
Care for the things you do
Do not compromise your heart
Do not compromise what you believe in
Do not forget who you were when you were young
Do not forget what you loved when you were young
Do not always take the easiest path
Do not always take what you are given
Receive the love you deserve
Give the love others deserve
Hold on to as many friends and family as possible
Share what you know with those you love
Don't be afraid to be wrong
Don't be afraid to disappoint
Trust in yourself, in your heart, and in your mind

What is the point
Of these dreams that we have?
Surely they are there to show us
The ugliest and most beautiful things within ourselves
To let us decide which we should dream
Into reality

Have you ever been anywhere
And realized
That you were a
Sheep
Surrounded by
Wolves
?
It is a
Terrible
Feeling

Money
Is an
Idea
The idea is only as real
As the value we give to the paper
Poverty and wealth
Are results of this idea
Poverty and wealth are ideas in themselves
But these ideas, like money, are only as real
As the value we give to them
In everyday life, many of us subscribe to these ideas
And give value to them
Value to money, value to wealth, value to poverty
We give value to money
By honoring it
By abiding by it
By bending to it
We give value to wealth
By celebrating it
By upholding it
By defending it
We give value to poverty
By affirming it
By ignoring it
By accepting it
Money, Wealth, Poverty
Are all ideas that we live with
Many people I have talked to and many books that I have read
Have better ideas
Ideas that do not involve
Corruption, collusion, death, misery, squalor, neglect, indifference
Ideas that encourage
Living, breathing, eating, enjoying, participating, laughing, caring
These ideas live inside us
It is time they dominate outside us as well

How many lives do we have
How many years do we have to live
Reaching, Climbing, Clinging
When are we allowed to be satisfied
With ourselves, with our lives
Made and told to climb abstract walls
Painted with dollar signs and gold
Spending years amassing mounds of cash
Is this the end?

Support
Is something we all need
But we don't all get
It is the human condition
To support
And be supported
To help someone who is down
To be helped when you are helpless
To comfort
To care
To understand
To give strength
To bear sadness
Is support
We all need it
Please give it
Please take it

Since I was a kid
I have realized
Music
Is what has kept me going
It has kept me grounded
It has kept me calm
It has kept me honest
It has kept me open
It has kept me willing
It has kept me able
Most importantly
It has kept me alive

Some people want to be
Special
Some people want to be
Normal
Be yourself
You are special
You are normal
You are so much more than you could ever realize
Because you
Are you
One of a kind

Tired, barren, and empty
Barely able to produce a thought
Mind, body, and soul
Ache with machine like repetition
Where has the music gone?
Where have the children gone?
Where has the laughter gone?
It is easy to forget
Living a false reality
Put the headphones on
Press play
And remember again