Walking We are nothing but strolling Jack skeletons this October, for we have forgotten childhood lessons, adopted societies very own abandoned children of media takeout, worldstar hiphop, and 7 seconds of fame. I dare you to question why fashion doesnt teach the proper use of a belt, or school forgetting the proper knowledge in a book. Kids these days can recite Versace, but cant tell me who Frédéric Chopin is. I strive to be the next generations role model, one syllable at a time. Let this piece carry misplaced grammar, to show that beautiful things still carry flaws, but dares not to halt in attempt of near perfection...at least for the moment. I was once told that we are all born to blossom, but eventually bloom to perish. Dont forget to lean towards the sun, for there will always be a brighter tomorrow, and rainy days can only wash so much of todays ignorance away. Be curious, not nosy. Be heard, not obnoxious. Be brave, no bashful, Be honest, not inconsiderate, but most importantly, be yourself in a crowd of many.
Posted on: Mon, 21 Oct 2013 23:49:46 +0000