Be Yourself

This about it.
It’s how you take it.
Is how you see it,
And step forward
Can’t ignore it.
Movin on.
And holdin on,
And Not.
What it is,
To you.
Ain’t to me.
Can’t see.
That I’m beyond you.
But, in reach,
So I teach.
Ain’t wrong.
Then it’s gone,
And won’t come back.
And, you’re seen
With lack of tact,
But the fact is
You’re hacked,
So you help
The way it is,
By the way you see his.
And, more than you take-in,
You ain’t fakin
What you make of this place,
Like a race
That won’t end,
After you move on.
Gone.
So you gotta leave it better
Than you found it.
Surrounded
You find it,
Reminded by what happened
Saddend,
Yet struck,
And compelled to duck
The way you are.
Far from how you perceive
They want you to be.
But you can only be yourself.

Disguised

So proud of himself,
Now that he’s with bone.
Lost on him
Is that he’s just as alone;

As he was without it,
The excitement will fade.
And, he’s left to consider
The way that he played.

Not considering others,
Beyond that they’re there;
A part of his world;
Guarded and bare.

A matter of Love,
Of peace, and of joy.
A thing among people;
not from a toy.

Off My Chest

I don’t-like
To do as I’m told.
There. I said it.
I don’t fit your mold.

Good luck with your thing.
It’s just not for me.
I’m not made for your box,
How you’d like me to be.

Yes, I can’t do it;
Just-don’t want-to.
Let’s leave it there.
I’m done. We’re through.

Beyond 20-20

We must-all understand
That life is shared.
I wish everyone knew-this
And that everyone cared.

It’s amazing and simple,
What we-have, all-around.
Yet most are blind,
And can’t see what I’ve found.

Like a dream where you stare,
But can’t make it out.
It never comes clear.
You’re just left with doubt.

You-just couldn’t see it
As hard as you tried.
I can’t help but think,
Those who’ve taught us have lied.

So, most are raised,
But never grow;
Stuck with a focus,
They can’t let go.

Holding on;
Ironic and sad.
Never knowing
What they had.

Self absorbed;
The world of, Poor Me.
Never finding
The right way to see.

What’s Behind it

What-about what’s not said?
Can you draw it out?
Do you know the issues?
They’re stemming from doubt.

There’s a bridge, yet divide;
an issue of trust;
a lack of alignment.
Listening’s a must.

But, see what you want…
You’re blind to what is;
Two sides to the story;
You fail to see his.

Hear what you want?
The very same deal;
You’ll entrench your beliefs,
But won’t find what’s real.