“Break Free, Kid!”
The world is waiting, kid.
The spark of a thousand fireworks could not fathom your brightness
For they would appear negligible among the sea of your likeness
A mind so free as the lightning that cracks the stormy sky
Is looking to emerge from a box of which you must pry
They’re going to love you, kid.
Your supporters are the clothes hook upon which your potential hangs
They will adore you regardless of which door an opportunity bangs
Fret not should you find yourself disoriented from your desired path
For they shall assist you in times of overwhelmance from Life’s wrath
This is no cake walk, kid.
It will be unrelenting, moments of agony will emerge
And you may notice feelings of self-doubt beginning to surge
Though it may fancy itself bleak and give you no harness to bind
It seeks to poke at the endurance whose power you must find
I know how it feels, kid.
The terror of your peers, the anticipation that comes over you
Can often surround and feast upon the conscious, that is true
But, although blotches of cruelty may inhabit where you go
The wisdom they entail provides the biggest ball for you to throw
Take advantage, kid.
Absorb this sadness you withheld and repurpose your emotions
They articulate recipes to help you brew your finest potions
Do not let the suffering keep you down on just one knee
Weaponize the experience, pull the trigger, break free
Break free, kid!
Reach to the stars, they will mount you onto a spectacular ride
Explore your mind’s luscious acres with the moonlight as your guide
So far, it has only revealed a path of the darkest degree
But the light has gone nowhere, just open your blinds and see
The world is waiting, kid.
