Sometimes...
I don't want to be famous.
I just want to be a quiet poet who ponders the world
on a cliff by the sea...
even though I'm terrified of heights.
Sometimes...
I think being a quiet beauty in the world
is more rare and thus more valuable...
even though most people don't know how much.
Sometimes...
I'm overwhelmed by the beauty in the world,
and likewise,the pain.
Sometimes...okay a lot, I listen to french love songs,
even though I have no idea what they're saying.
I can feel it, and I like that better than the language assigned to me.
Because...you can't assign feelings to people.
That's why God gave us free will,because if we chose to love him back,
it would be that much sweeter to him,to us.
It's like when you're cat chooses to climb on your lap when you usually
have to force her to cuddle with you.
It's that much sweeter to you, that much more valuable.
That quiet cat purring on your lap,asking you for your love,and
knowing,just knowing, she will get it.
Sometimes...
I pay more attention to the way someone says something
than what they are saying.
Like in music, you hear this raw passion in their voices,
and you don't judge them for their art.
Because everyone has their own art to help them find the truths in the world,
the beauty, and the beauty in the pain.
Everyone wants to be healed from their scars, but sometimes those scars....
they're nice to look at to remind you of what you've lived through.
They make you feel tough like Rambo,because you are.
Not like Rambo,but tough.
It's just..sometimes,tough is a quiet song you sing at the end of a bad day,
a broken melody that trails off,ready to try again in the morning.
Because even if you don't feel it, you are beautiful and strong and
the world is better off for the songs you sing,especially the sad ones
because they are real.
Even in the purest of joys,there is a sadness.
But I think,if we accept this,we can embrace it,and realize it for what it is.
Humanity.