A young man opened his eyes for the first time

and saw that he had lived a lie

against all convictions and parents' decisions

he lived his life for the first time

it couldn't be that we were made for nothing

that life is the hour glass that we just fill our time

could this really be some sort of true life story?

or is this the time we just wait to die?

alone and broken with our bodies open

this is love for the first time

it's not always the "feeling" but the coprehending

that struggle is a part of life

breathe with the confidence of your heart pounding

breathe with the confidence that life's surrounding

and breathe

i promise if i stay so delicate and grey

that i would only see

what's standing here in front of me

but if i truely live i'll have my heart to give

in ways we can't explain

because we're feeling past all the pain

the truth is we're alive

its just we're living deep inside these fragile, little minds

instead of opening our eyes