I dunno just poetry.

Passionate of the world we seek in, 

a dreamer who keeps on believing. 

We need not speak the same; 

we are individuals infinitely intertwined as one. 

There is beauty in diversity, 

yet underneath we are all some shade of burgundy. 

Can’t you see that we are not different? 

Beyond the surface, you have to dive in. 

Circumstances beyond our control; 

let us be free from labeling our separate roles. 

Conditioned to live as we see fit, 

then tell another what isn’t right for him. 

A prisoner of a mental society, 

everything’s physical and nobody’s listening. 

We’re missing connection by employing our phones, 

distracted by what everyone else has going on. 

Deep down we’re rivaling our insecurities, 

but sometimes too afraid to face our own realities. 

Gratification through approval and opinions, 

but not many are honest and it’s easy to give in. 

Is it too hard to be genuine? 

To speak with conviction, 

honest and not made toxic by our addictions? 

Most have forgotten what it is to have a conversation; 

pass judgment without giving consideration. 

Each of us face different battles. 

Why can’t we support one another; be a shoulder to lean on? 

See from eyes other than your own, 

feel the very earth you and I are standing on. 

Face the world from a different perspective; 

beliefs are challenged, the mind now active. 

We’re in this together now, just as we have been. 

Beyond the surface, you have to dive in.