What’s a young one to do when what’s left is a perfect mess?
Right on schedule, these dreams are quickly seeping outside of my head.
Next in line to rule over this mass effect of emotion.
It’s all these restless nights & blanketed days under the Sun that we’ve forgotten.
See it’s all these little things that we’re gonna have to relearn.
How to crawl.
When to walk & when to run.
How to touch someone without lifting a finger.
What love is & how it’s supposed to be shown now.
Here’s a little secret, I don’t have a clue how any of it works.
I just do what I do instinctively.
It’s like I am the road & you are the wheels.
Some trips are worthwhile while others leave you behind.
Tread lightly & live fearlessly, eventually you’ll figure it out.
I could stay in bed all day, dreaming.
Blankets may keep me warm, but nothing feels better than simply being loved.
All these little dreams that I want to live out have formed a mountain that I intend to climb & rise above.
There’s nothing wrong with dreaming of that world outside your window cus who knows when you’re gonna need that breath of fresh air.
Dreams are doors to the things living inside our heads.
What we can’t make sense of, we sleep on.
And when we sleep, that’s when we’re truly awake to our potential.
And when we wake from our unscripted slumber, hopefully we’ll remember what we’ve learned.
It may not be perfect, but it’s good to be awake & alive.
Young one don’t be afraid of what you’ve got on the inside.
Don’t forget who you are.
Don’t forget to dream.
Believe in something that you can’t live without.
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