A Lesson to Learn

Who would've thought

that a wild child,

a star-stuck dreamer,

would become so quiet

as to not be noticed?

I was as demanding as parched land,

as fickle as a greek god,

and as happy as the sun.

I loved to talk and sing,

oh, I would belt out songs as loud as I could.

But now I am silent,

hallowed out by the years

and I hope

that in my lonliest times,

that I will once again laissez les bon temps rouler

and laugh as I oft did then.

Do not let anything be seen as a weakness

let your light so shine

anyone who looks upon you

shall be blinded by your brilliance.

Do not let them dampen your good cheer,

'cause you never know

when that's all you'll have left.

Do live like it's your last,

but save as if it was your first,

and you have everything to lose.

Listen, 

but not too closely.

For not everything

is yours to pursue.

Know your place

and where you stand

so you can show everyone 

just who you are.

Don't be a rug,

stand tall and proud

and never back down

until you are sure

that you should leave it alone.

Tell no lies,

say all truth,

and say all you need

before you can't no more.

A happy life

is always better

than a successful one.

And just like this poem,

don't try to dress life up,

you're going to find

that it won't work.

Just like this poem,

be simple and direct.

I think I failed,

but I conveyed my point.

Frills distract

plain cloth does not.

I'll end this now,

it's gone too long.