Starting out without a grading system, We were children and oh so happy, Rejoiced every moment, it’s form so pure. Being taught knowledge is power, But never did we know what awaits. What if between the pages of life, There was written “As You Wish”? We were not meant to become a leaf on a tree, But meant to be unique, Meant to be that strange fruit, The one only curiosity can find. We were not meant to reach the sky, That’s where we were to start. Infinity and beyond, Creating ladders with choices unrestricted. We were not meant to fall in like sheep, We were meant to be the brightest star. Creating craters, Touching everything. Being the jack of all and master of none, That wasn’t for us. We were meant to master all. So hold up, think, Would you like to explore endlessly?
Some may relate, some will just read and smile. It's about putting it out there. Expressing oneself.