A world
where people who didn't speak
unfold themselves
and shine,
break the rules they thought they once had
In a world
where there's no better,
no less
you're not made of clay
unable to mold yourself to your own desires
no mirrors to stare in sorrow at your reflection
and see the tears gleam your eyes
In a world of possibilities
no color
no size
there's more to the people
we're not made out of glass anymore
we're made of steel
A world where you can imagine
and smile without being torn down
