i am a six foot three 19 year old punk rocker

I am a six foot three 19 year old punk rocker

But in my head

I am a sensitive kid who is still trying to figure out the many secrets to unlocking the world

I am a hangnail

Clinging onto the very last fragments

Of anything that means something to me

And sometimes

That’s just what I need

 

I may seem large and intimidating

But really I’m still meditating

And medicating

And learning that it’s quite alright

To simply not know

 

To not know how to carry on

To not know where you’re going

Or who you are

Or when you are

Or even what you are

 

Because really if we had all the answers

Life would be a bore

 

The first day I was born

I came out crying

And the first day I decided to let my inhibitions get the best of me

I went down dying

But I’ll come out swinging

With church bells ringing

And flinging

Myself into this mad mad conundrum of a chaotic caricature

That we call life

 

There is a reason that question marks exist

And that is so that we may express the fact that sometimes

We don’t have all the answers

And that is totally okay

 

This is unequivocally, so distortedly and so eternally challenged

By the fact that we have been cursed with a hell of an ego

And we just simply don’t ever care to admit

That we may have been wrong

In any given situation

Or even that we’re stationary

So see

And know

And ask

And learn

Because knowing that we don’t know

And humbling ourselves

Is one of the beauties of life my friend

Because while there is a beginning there is also an end

And we must plan for this day

By discovering much

Learning constantly

And teaching many