Dylan Pieper - Life, a poem. lyrics

senior year of high school is head spinning the possible paths split like dessert cracks avoiding falls into faults can be difficult when hands bite your feet some flail in a frenzy overwhelmed and giddy unsure where to groove others ball up lost and cold afraid to move most of us probably wander somewhere in between at best dancing to our favorite tunes where does this leave you? what cracks have you dived into? ... the worn path tells me work for another mans pay in a robotic humdrum way while going to college to smell a fresh printed paper degree so finally after ten calendars decay thrown away you can live your career a dream bottled in starving tears but with quill in hand alI hear is let go lean back relax your hips release from that kung fu grip keep write write writing life is nothing less than a poem graphite rubs off our feet and ripples across our canvas the cosmos pa**ion matters artists get degrees and doctor's don't what a farce a cricketing joke let the dust dirty your face when swinging pickaxe at a grinning pace when sweat soaks and blisters burst know the gold your work is worth even when scathed and unpaid it's worth the pain dirt grows from flowers and flowers grow from dirt an eternal cycle jerks and irks but the tingling on the back of our neck roundhouse kicks fears thirst ... have you planted the seeds of your dreams? will you let them jump out of that hazy wake walking sleep or continue to count them like imaginary sheep? ... hey, Dylan right? your poetry is awesome it makes me smile on the worst of days I smile back Looking myself in the eye, I whisper in a warming breathe and bow, thanks.