What We've Been Through
Extreme cliffs
Undermining limits
Not everything fits
But there’s nothing you can do about it
You may fall off
And climb back up
But then someone may push you off
No matter how many times you climb back up
Again.
Is it so hard
To be accepted
For who you are?
To not be rejected?
Is it so easy to deny
Someone the right
And exemplify
Them when they don’t put up a fight?
How about love?
Is it something you can just shove
Around? Aren’t we above
All of that? Is it that tough?
What about friendship?
Do we always have to flip
When someone else tips
The boat just a little bit?
Or can we stay
Steady all the way
Through fights
Through tests
Through dark light
Through messes.
The heart is a complicated
Thing, for a boy or a girl
With it, you become infatuated
Hesitative
Always belated
Sometimes you can’t
Understand it
Sometimes you can’t
Forget it.
So why does the life
Have to be filled with
Love and sharp knives
Dull edges and if
It be willing so,
Interesting surprises
Although hardships
Come by and go
And life does some shallow dips
There’s always something to show
At the end,
We always fend
For our own
Even if we’re thrown
Into the deep end
With our friends
We’ll climb back up
If your alone now
Someday you’ll find
Someone who you’ll allow
To be nice and kind
To you and perhaps
They’ll come sooner or later
Or perhaps you’ll find them.
But life goes on
Until you say so,
Or something else says so
And if you don’t live through
Obstacles
Then how would you receive those
Miracles?
In fact, to decide
That everything is
Worthless up till now
And to hide those
Very white wings
Of yours
I’d consider
Is the very mindset that
We’d like to destroy.
Because those with thorns
And those with dark black wings
That cover the light
Don’t have that right
To take away the chance given to you
That very first night.
And granted everyone
Starts with pure white wings
And those that are weak
When they are left alone
Are those whose wings turn
Darker and darker.
In their mind
They fantasize
About how to find
And jeopardize
The wings of those
Pure and sound.
To gain revenge
They want to singe
Our wings so they can have
Companions
What to do?
Do we help?
Or do we ignore like others
Have done to us
No we stand and we help,
We could kill
But we don’t
We could punish
But we don’t
We give kindness
That they won’t
And we give love
Which we will
Always help and give
Until the core of their hearts
Are made to relive
Again the feeling
Of emotion, love, happiness,
Sadness and all the things
That make life
Life.
We are here to help.
Do not think we are naïve
Little things
And do not think that we are
People who think we know everything
Because if not for experience
How could we help those
Who have the coincidence
To go through such misfortune
For that we know
Vaguely what you are going through
Because although the situation
Is different
The feelings you have
The emotions you keep inside
Were all ours at some point in time.
For now we will help you
And show you the way to
Banish these things
Just to show you the way
The new way
Our way
The lighter way
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