If you don’t look hard enough,
you won’t see the real world.
The antonym of pink is white,
for nothing is the absence of beautiful.
The swirl of loneliness is looking at the ocean,
believing you’re all alone.
And rain shivering underneath
the skin of your talents.

But at the top of tomorrow waits
passion and dreams to be pursued.
If you turn hope on high, you’ll see a light bulb
as bright as your future can become.
At the center of boredom is a burst of ideas,
waiting to be drawn upon.
Because at the edge of silver is gold,
pushing forward is all that’s needed.