Day 322: We Are

Sometimes our grandest inspiration, comes from simply being able to define who we are. Are we something that is split into many parts and we call upon each other as needed? Are we parts of a whole, versions that make us better every single day. Are we happiness trapped with just a little sad, are we the sanity we look for when we feel the world maybe driving us mad? I see wonder in spending just some afternoons at best, thinking about nothing just giving your mind a rest. For a few inspiration will simply come and go, at the best and worst of times you will find yourself and you will know. We are who and whatever we are

We Are
We are the hungry few, caught in the act
Trying to read all we can wherever we are at
Divided by so little united by so much
Held in pure memories as we slowly lose touch

We are the crazy ones, in search of fiction in real life
Wishing the best comes rare but comes when we strive
So we fall in love with the very chances that we take
We learn to be better with every other mistake

We are incomplete & yet kept in a picture frame
In the making of something great or that which remains
Finding insight where there may be none to find
We are building memories as the world loses its mind

We are midday escapes from one place to the next
Restless eyes that are far too awake to take rest
So we mellow in songs but we sound so alive
We are who we are, our versions of our best fights