When is it time for

When is it time for my revival? Enclosed in this space,

trying to make it our for survival.

Look up high, the moon and the stars, above and beyond.

To some its out of reach, but maybe its closer than you think. 

People tell you to be yourself and explore,

then once you do and they do not agree with it, your immediately put down for it. 

Honestly what world do we live in?

This place is full of people with thorns and pricks, envy and "chicks."

Peoples love for one another used to be for eternity, now it is which rose has the biggest petals.

Friendships used to be the sun and the moon, powerful and beautiful.

Yet now, its the sun hurts my eyes and the moon is too bright.