Fruit

She just sat and gazed intently, staring with every desire in the world fixated on that pear. But she was just an orange with an undesirable bulbous figure . 'The pear has curves in all the right places,' she would think to herself. She became lost in her thoughts, fixated on the smooth exterior peel of the pear that seemed to have a flawless, lustrous glow. She'd give anything in the world to look like that, even if it meant giving away the parts of her that make her who she is: an orange.

But within this orange lies a juicy nectar full of nutrients and life that the pear does not possess. The delicate peel of the pear would never provide the safeguard needed to protect the flowing riches that lie within a single orange.

And yet, so many oranges want to be pears.

Quicksand

Lights all around

And I can feel where the air meets the ground

I pull back my hair

And try to feel, try to feel what isn't there

Tell me that where my feet hit the ground I can stand

And tell me that I'm not walking on quicksand

I slip on these shoes

And try to walk like they're not loose

And when I've had enough

I try to grab ahold of the air that's not there

Tell me that where my feet hit the ground I can stand

And tell me that I'm not walking on quicksand

Who am I living for,

when the depths of my soul scream for more?

And I can't fool my heart

to be something it's not

Tell me that where my feet hit the ground I can stand

And tell me 

That I'm not walking on quicksand

Wide-Eyed

Sometimes I feel like a little kid walking around a world that's so big.

My eyes wide open to everything, just watching.

And I'm still learning. Do we really ever stop? It seems the longer I'm here, the more I realize how much there is to know, to learn, to grow.

Only in admitting this do I look around and begin to see, to see that we're all one in the same. It's not a measure of who's burden is heavier; it's about the burdens being carried, and that we're all under the immense weight of them.

I'm learning to share this commonality with others, even when they don't see it in me. Everyone's at battle with something; it's part of being human. Often times we just forget that, I think. We get so caught up in the midst of ourselves that we don't just watch and listen.