From other light blobs lost in their own simulation
Suppressing the idea that there could be more than the physical
Temporarily unable to feel more than the tangible
Speeding off fast enough to not look within, not fascinated by growth or depth
Just interested in a label to give
Good, bad, happy, sad, dark or light
One is non existent without the other and maybe that thought sparks fright
Everyone wants to be good but good is only what we’re taught to perceive
Learning lessons and gaining wisdom are the only constants between you and me
So why does our love only show itself in the presence of one who is established?
Why do we mock, threaten or harass the folk who are learning through a challenge?
Do we see ourselves in them too much to gift them with our love?
Is it easier to pretend we are as perfect as the stars above?
—Melanie Martinez
Nenhum comentário:
Postar um comentário
O que você achou dessa postagem?