I saw the light and it was so bright
The rainbows made me a shield
and taught me how to never yield
I learned how fire can dance in my hands
but no one gave me the blue prints
did they ever wish to grow that way?
It burns me that I have hurt you,
when you share everything
but the reality of the moment.
I was mad in places I can’t reach
Has no one been where I’ve been?
Is there no template or Plan B
Why can’t we see the way we did?
Was what I did really horrid?
Why aren’t there teachers?
Did you want me to hurt you?
You talk of time running out
and dare me to do more than pout
but to your word I am devout
I don’t know what time is
but is it expecting to much?
No expectations or requisitions
So what is your position?
You seem like you’re scared of something
I wish I could experience your side
and I’d know where to step
past our latest misconcept
There is much left to be found
Inventing and implementing
as the weather bends to gravity