Walk Through It.

Walking in the bright sunlight
on a scorching day
sweating, feeling dehydrated
you’re just there, existing
without a purpose or a breath.

the nature doesn’t love you
like the music says it will
you no longer feel beautiful
the pores in your skin
start to explore the hot
not so happy summer wind.
you’re just there, existing
without water or a will to go on.

you don’t feel the air
you don’t feel the beauty of it
as they talk about
in the books or the movies
you’re just there, existing
in an unheroic manner
in your own movie.

while you give up your hope
of one day becoming
as shiny as those
conventionalists out there
a rush of breeze swipes
your dead dry hair
off your gloomy face
and you think

that it’s okay not to be okay sometimes,

but darling it’s too simple
to just think you’re the best
that you’re gonna rock this world

you just have to
walk through it, honey
like the sunshine is
moulding you to be
as hard and beautiful
as a diamond.

just walk through it, honey
like you need no one
the sky is meant for you
breath it, live it, aim it.