Do you ever just want to disappear?

After all

We are made from dust

Wouldn’t it be nice to return to that place

To rediscover entropy for what it is

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Why do we all run from the chaos?

The universe wants us to let go

Will you listen?

Maybe if we gave into that little voice that says

Scream. Or dance. Or laugh. Cry. Smile.

Speak up. Talk about everything.

The broken parts, yes, but also

The dreams and the crazy thoughts

The metaphors and unanswered questions and

Unquestioned answers

Tell the whole universe who you are

Who you want to be

And I know that

Even when the world doesn’t know

What to do with you

Embracing the chaos is far more peaceful

Than keeping up appearances ever could be