Realizations

It’s funny how we all

Have the same emotions:

Sad, happy, angry surprised,

And yet we still live our life

Day to day

Thinking that we are completely

And utterly

Alone.

We think that the world

Trapped inside our cavernous minds

Is dark, strange,

And should remain hidden.

But we ignore the fact

That when you open a window

Into a dark room,

It is light that jumps forth

To fill the blackness.

This life has taught us that

Our bodies are canvases.

Not just for art, but

For injecting

Breaking

Hiding

Faking.

We try so hard to be as perfect

As the faces created by

A man behind a computer.

 Then, we fail to realize that

When we wash the chemicals

Off of our screaming skin,

The canvas had actually been finished

a long time ago

and deserves to be left

untouched.

We have been taught that

We are weeds.

We deserve to be torn

From the ground,

Torn from our friends,

Torn from our happiness.

But

Are we really weeds?

Or are we actually growing,

Prospering flowers that

Have once again been misled

Into thinking that perfection

Is the only form of beauty?

We think that we are the only ones

Dealing with demons.

We think that our problems

Are catastrophic,

Simply debilitating,

And naturally, isolating.

But

If we opened our minds

For just a tenth of a second,

We might realize that

Everybody has a problem.

It’s time that we teach ourselves to

understand

That our peers think that

Their dark minds can’t reflect light,

Our neighbors think that they

Are weeds in a stretch of buttercups,

And our families think that

Their bodies should match the

Creation printed on a magazine cover.

Honestly,

We’re all stuck in the same sea of lies

And we’re all in the same boat.

So, I’m asking you

To lift up your head

And blink away your tears.

Take a look around and

You will find that

I’m here,

Your friends are here too,

And maybe you will see

That after all this time battling

The monsters in your mind,

It seems that they were simply

Figments of a misled

Imagination,

And none of us are

Actually alone

After all.