Misunderstandings.

The worst feeling in the world.

Bricks on your back that you just want to pack,

Pack up and throw away.

Tagged for what you’re not. Framed for being different from the pot

But that pot they hold is not the pot of gold that can understand everything.

That can understand us.

We are complicated human beings.

Do not judge us for our glory

Or for the beginning of our story

His SAT scores- not your worry

The problem is that we’re always in a hurry

Flying by and waving past what other people feel

Maybe that’s why we have an inability to heal

Because we do not take the time to understand that we misunderstand.

Misunderstandings.

They don’t hurt the judger but the judged.

The person trying to forget what he once was

Forgiving himself for his past but you come along, driving fast

Telling him he is what he was

Telling him to remember what he did not what he does

And it rubs him the wrong way

He no longer has words to say

You took all his strength away

You see sometimes we forget our power

That our words can tear down towers

Towers that others spend so long trying to build

And all in one second it is torn down

No more sound.

Misunderstandings.

Ask don’t tell

Question and don’t mention

Wasteful thoughts of the past

Because we are in the future.

Doing what we can to be a suture

To the tearing the flesh of our culture

To strengthen the base of our stature

To look within no matter...

Who we are

Or What we did.

Misunderstandings.

They may break us

But they do not make us

They may sting

But that doesn’t mean

That we can not be defined by more of something

Someone who we can challenge ourselves to be

Something greater than we see

Whatever it is we desire to be

Do not make the mistake of misunderstanding yourself.

Or putting the definition of your future on the self.

Take a look and think about more than your wealth.

Open the book and read yourself

That is when you grow

And be more than a painting on display or a show

Understand who you are and who you want to be

Don’t shy away from defining this, even though it’s scary

Misunderstandings

They are unconventionally unnecessary

They don’t have to exist, we can make them imaginary

As we brush away the roots of their decay and focus on the “come what may”

That is all I have to say.

Misunderstandings.

The worst feeling in the world.

Bricks on your back that you just want to pack,

Pack up and throw away.

So throw them away.