At 26, I’ve learned that
any belief, conception or perception can be retained
or given away.
And that dreams do come true
but you either get there
by swords and bent spoons
or from standards that have been forming longer than you.
I learned that love does exist
and with that comes laughs, hurt and embedded lessons.
With that comes shades of colors
that I can mention but believe dont exist.
I’ve learned that its better to listen
because when you talk too much
you’re either turned down, misunderstood, or misunderstand.
Its better to be yourself,
stay away from large crowds.
Too much influence can leave you dry
But too little, can leave you insensible or misinformed.
I learned that you should never turn your back on the world.
But pick apart of it, store it in your pocket.
And when you’re alone, you can stare at it
Because people, tall ideas, and objects
can keep you grounded.