And I am so excited,
about how big we are
If we could only forget the lies
If we could stretch free, stretch beyond
the sludge, the sludge
trying to hold us back
trying to stick to us
we could be so bright,
so radiant
in everything and being
in our dark times,
we would, be, alive!
Alive, somehting we haven't been
in a while, instead we were only
dripping out. i'm tired of being a
leak, we are a stream,
a flowing, a rushing, a glistening,
a raw, a distinguished, an open, stream.
I can point to these Ideas,
that we all feel with my words,
but I am going to need you,
to dream with me, dream not of
the insane but of what could be,
we are already dreaming
but we dream so small
and unexplored. What I am trying to
say is that I love. I feel it in
different occassions all over my
body, in my soul but when I
cannot control it and
I'm insecure in it, and people seem to
look at anything true with a
scrinched up face.
Misundersood or mishandled it is
the same place, it is
the same result.
I am here and can be
nowhere else.
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