Why do I let the things that crush my soul
Bruise my demeanor, my attitude, my outlook on life?
Is it because my mind, a vast space filled with dreams of love and adventure,
Hope and happiness, splendor and joy,
Is also the sinkhole that devours those same dreams
With the dark inescapable sand of depression and doubt?
Can't tell you how many nights I've cried
Because I let the pressures of the world trap me
Into thinking "Nope, I'm done,"
Before I drown that thinking out with the faint notes
From an inspirational song, and then..
Music fills my head, heavenly notes
Flowing like a long, coursing, powerful river
Soothing my fears, bringing me to tears with the
Craftsmanship of carefully-placed harmonies and pulsing rhythms
To accompany the mental replay of my life's best moments,
Embarrassing memories, mental memorabilia
Of the blissfully ignorant life I lived
Before I learned for myself
How unreal reality tv is, and how real pain can be,
Mind racing constantly, continuous are the thoughts
Of happiness, plans of a better future,
Right before thinking of my
Frustrations with the education system that
Sucks the life from our pockets before we can
Begin these same lives free of charge
Too bad we all can't be the next Bill Gates.
"Forget everything, screw the system. REVOLT AMERICANS, REVOLT"
Screams my thoughts, and then I'm happy for a moment,
Just a moment,
And then life hits me two hours later and...
Back to line 1.