Tender hearts leap with joy
a grace graces your ground
you live, breathing;
breathing to life.
Fear the worst and
hope for the best.
Life brings you down,
down further you fall.
Air fills your lungs
and you fill the world.
without a purpose or standing.
Air filled people surround us.
Few leave differently.
Few make change.

Collecting fallen stars bags filled to the brim.
Leaving us crippled,
again and again.
Breathing and living
it's all just the same.
All apart of our inhuman human game.
Make a difference but
they will soon see
all of the difference
I have in me.