This is a year of beginnings it seems,
The future is all tangled up with the dreams
And I am not sure where I'm going to today
But it's beginning to make sense on the way.
I don't know anything about being human
But I'm beginning to see
it was always right there
I don't know anything about being loving
But I'm beginning to,
I'm becoming aware
I don't know anything about growing up
but I'm beginning to see how it is
I don't know anything about being mature,
I'm new to all of this
But I'm beginning to understand this.
Being human's not easy,
but yet this is me
And human who's learning
to love and be free
And growing up's hard,
and I'm new to its ways
But I realize that we never
grow up like we say,
We just learn how to act,
learn how to dance,
we learn how to step,
learn how to prance
Learn how to fake being all grown up and new,
And find that we learn how live a lie too,
And then when humanity
gets heavy and bleak
We learn how to lean,
and how to be weak,
And there we find that life is right there,
with people who share
all your worries and cares.
Learning becomes not a way to escape
but a lesson in learning
to give and to take.
And our spines begin bending
and our hearts start rending
and mending the broken holes we have made
And our hand stop grasping
and mouths stop asking for more and more ...
And our feet cease running
and turn back around to the people that we have trampled to the ground,
And on it goes the changes in souls
that once thought life was about finding gold,
They now find the treasures they seek
were really in those,
the mild and the meek.
To find the worthwhile
We have to go farther
Being human is hard,
being broken is harder.
All this to say that
I don't know anything about life.
But I am beginning to.
The more that I seek
and the more I observe
We never stop growing
We live and we learn.
SK
