explore more! this dear little mind
begs this heart the inhibition to find
the scream, the plead, the necessity
from within
to act, laugh, grieve, plead

please, dear darling
who are we startling?
with our monotone reactions
and simple distractions
from the harsh hardships we try to ignore
from the extreme beauties we dare not implore
of one another
of life

strife! this dear little heart
cries this mind the courage to start
searching for compassion
un-answered-for reasoning
and a gaze with more meaning to the pain
than a bruise or mark it leaves
because our eyes were made to see in front
and our minds were made to look within

so many days i can't find where to begin
with all the world's mess and all of it's best
battling out right before us
the trouble comes
when i forget this battle's not one
for winning or losing
but more, for choosing
how to see each other for what we are
how to see how far we've come from our start
and where we each wish to go

i don't think i know
the rhyme to the world
the twist to the swirl
the kink to the girl
but without inquisition
i've got no beginning
and i'm tired of having
no where to start