I Choose To Turn The Music Up…
I look at life exclusively
in it’s entirety,
though my perspective is unique
it’s only known to me.
It then determines the expanse
of that which is my place,
which happens to be minuscule
in all the human race.
To sum it up the cloud is brief
I call my “La La Land”,
I’ve heard that’s my reality
and I agree. It’s grand.
It’s somewhere I allow myself
to break all of the rules,
set forth by your society
made up largely of fools.
A constant is my happiness
so how can that be bad?
It bothers no one known to me
confused just why you’re mad.
Your Haterz are the ones who look
down on the way you are,
while silently wishing to be
just like you, on a star.
A compliment so I keep count
strengthening confidence,
when I question my purpose here
while straddling that fence.
The one I balance on each day
while they make bets I’ll fall
on the side of insanity.
Only I make that call.
I’m well aware how cruel this world
continues playing out,
but why must I live in that pain?
I’ll take a different route.
I choose to turn the music up
dancing my way around,
can’t help the fact instead you run
devoid of any sound.
in it’s entirety,
though my perspective is unique
it’s only known to me.
It then determines the expanse
of that which is my place,
which happens to be minuscule
in all the human race.
To sum it up the cloud is brief
I call my “La La Land”,
I’ve heard that’s my reality
and I agree. It’s grand.
It’s somewhere I allow myself
to break all of the rules,
set forth by your society
made up largely of fools.
A constant is my happiness
so how can that be bad?
It bothers no one known to me
confused just why you’re mad.
Your Haterz are the ones who look
down on the way you are,
while silently wishing to be
just like you, on a star.
A compliment so I keep count
strengthening confidence,
when I question my purpose here
while straddling that fence.
The one I balance on each day
while they make bets I’ll fall
on the side of insanity.
Only I make that call.
I’m well aware how cruel this world
continues playing out,
but why must I live in that pain?
I’ll take a different route.
I choose to turn the music up
dancing my way around,
can’t help the fact instead you run
devoid of any sound.
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Some people have said I live my life with my head in the clouds and that isn’t right because life is not a fairy tale. I say life is whatever you choose it to be and say it best through poetry.
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