VisionaryA Poem by theunionisloud
Thoughts are mixed, mashed
Undesirable I am panicked, amused Constantly --> This heat, too hot I wish upon practicality but see no stars for Doctors, Lawyers. Shall I wish to stop wishing? This must not be a place for Dreamers I need no proof, except that the empty space (on the right) Is threatening. A world of endless possibilities A mind to imagine them A hand to explore them And we are threatened? By novelty? "The new is improved!" By reincarnation? "We're limited to improvement" By decision? "Apathy is death" By indecision? "The open-minded thrive!" By society? They're six billion limited-editions of you By yourself? I can see why. We're just doin' what we do. The empty space is yours, Life's endless gift to each of us. So, pick up a pen; do what you do. Make it complicated, or make it a Cookie. Breathe, learn, and draw. Listen and give. Just do what you do. Because you're perfect, beautiful and I love you.
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