life-driven

headaches.

like...just mild ones

...i guess.
that go on long enough
to be part of
the day

deadlines.
TRYING YOUR HARDEST
to LIKE someone
pride
against pride
thin lines dividing
pride from confidence
self-centeredness from efficiency
paychecks.
never enough.
MONEY driven goals
multiplying numbers per hours
as if the result of those numbers
could ever really be compared
to the priceless-ness
of a leisure walk
on a sunny day

irritability
red lights
and distractions
freeways
and directions

the refreshing warmth
of a genuine smile
when you don't feel as if
you've seen one
all. day.
and the lasting impression
that stranger makes
as your only friend
of an entire day
you've spent fighting
to remember
who you are
in the midst of the layers
of all the things
they're telling you to be
and that worldly etiquette and social patterns
convince you is the only way
to be seen
known
or worth
knowing

i have no aspirations
of huge houses
or gold and diamond studded spoons
to stir my $25,000 hot chocolate

i just want a community
i can laugh with, play with, create with
friends i can make memories with
and a love i can
tell stories with

i want to be driven
by dreams
and the desire
to inspire them

i want to be heart-oriented
people-seeing
and hold hands
more often
than shake them

maybe my kind
wasn't meant to be
in a world like this one

but the kind im referring to
is the kind
with a desire
to hear
their own
heart
beat
and isn't that--
...shouldn't that
be everybody?

i dont think im close-minded
for wanting to live
the only way
my heart
can feel
alive

..or for wanting
others
to come alive
with me.