All at once
All at once Sometimes I want to rest Sometimes I can’t Many times I won’t Or choose too finally Everything at once. A sense of being To a sense of belonging to belong, Somewhere new Somewhere unknown Everything at once It makes no sense It makes all the sense A healthy sense of being Everything, with nothing Everything at once. Pressure makes diamonds. How much can you endure? It’s bruised knuckles baby. Never said it’d be easy, Give it a try and you won’t ever want it back; Healthy contractions. Somehow it makes sense. Too smart for the world around you Too nice to belong to society. Draw that line. Take that place. You belong to the reality you create. All of it. Everything at once. Yell. (Period) Scream. (Period) Yell, scream, With that smile on your lips… Everything at once. Never said it would be easy. But I do know it’s always worth it. A healthy cliche Mixed with healthy contractions. Bruised knuckles are draining your l...