sometimes we remember

and if we could take the time to hear all these instruments, all these sounds surrounding us. all these hymns and all these glorified lyrics. all the ooh's and all the yeah's within our favorite songs. all the little kid chorus' all the people joining in and singing at the top of their lungs. the sound of the wooden stick beating against the hollow sounding drum. the sound of the singers voice in the microphone, castrating out insides, and outsides. to fill up a big yellow bucket with. so we can all be blood brother's and sisters. just listen to the violin over the speakers, and turn your volume up to max. and watch the sound waves exit the amp, and feel alive. listen to the lyrics that fit you, and what you go through everyday. let the guitar explain you, and the drums define you as a person. the sound of the amazing person's fingers tapping over the piano keys. in the most amazing and magnificent rythm your ears have ever heard before. your brain vibrates against your skull, and the sounds go through your veins like running water, and then they turn into colors. they clump up in your wrists. they turn into sand. so when you have a really bad day, and you hear a really sad song, and it gets you in the mood to cut, colorful sand will pour out of your veins. and your eyes will be filled up with endless colors. and your skin will turn thicker than your own blood. thicker than that sand that came pouring out like the waterfall you sit in front of, all alone, with no one sitting next to. you want to be the scribble to that someone's first coloring book, and you want to be the color inside of the person's gray world. but you know youre not good enough. so when you know that colorful sand will come pouring out on that depressing day, just know you'll cut yourself with a popsicle stick, and smile at the fact that the bass in the drums, and the fingers on the piano keys, and the finger tapping on the guitar strings, will make it all okay, and all you'll be able to do is smile. because you know the world, is just fine. it's all just fine.