Hands Held High, Eyes Into The Sky

If I die young, bury me in satin, lay me down on a bed of roses,

Sink me in the river at dawn, send me away with the words of a love song.

I'm trying so hard to change.

And yet nothing is working.

Trying to maintain a positive attitude.

But the more I try, the more people get negative thoughts.

Am I that sickening?

I probably am though...

People tell me I'm crazy.

People tell me I should go get help.

People tell me I'm an idiot for taking 6 AP classes.

People tell me I have no life.

But who cares?

As long as I have God, why let 6 stupid AP classes hold me back?

No, I'm going to make every minute count.

No matter what the people at school think about me, it's my dream that I wanna become not theirs.

No I'm going to prove them wrong.

I ain't insane.

I ain't on marijuana.

No I've got God to live on and that's all I need.

People say I'm going to be dedicated too much to school.

But no, I'm not.

I'm dedicated to God and dance.

They are my drugs that keep me going even through the hardship.

I may sound insane.

But I never sounded sound to begin with.

All my words never made sense.

I speak my own language.

If life was without details, life would suck.

The only main points in life is birth and death.

Everything else would be nothing, useless, stupid.

But is that what really life is about?

Just birth and death?

Noo...life is way more than that.

Life is about the moment you see light as you leave your mother's womb.

Your first your 5years old birthday party.

Your first friend in pre-school.

Your first time being wedded under the big slide in the school's playground.

Your first time getting in trouble.

Your first time learning to play an instrument.

Your first time going to middle school.

Your first time losing a best friend because they had to move.

Your first kiss with someone you thought you'd be with forever but turned out it wasn't.

Your first time at a funeral.

Your first time at a wedding.

Your first time riding a horse.

Your first time graduating high school.

Your first time getting your college degree.

Your first time being engaged.

Your first time being married.

Your first time getting a full time job.

Your first time crying tears of sadness and grief when your parents have passed away.

Your first time seeing the beauties of the world beyond the boundaries of your country.

Your first time being the best man/woman at your best friend's wedding.

Your first time seeing death.

If life was without details, you'd take all those experiences away and what do you get?

Just absolutely nothing.

.....tears.....