How to be human

When I was little, I came to school, with Dora backpack full of sharpened pencils and eyes full of wonder. I found learning the alphabet didn't teach me to talk to the other kids. and my cootie shot didn't keep them from running away... And it hurt… 

Because i'm human, and being human means getting hurt sometimes, and not being accepted. I try to learn to ride my bike, but I keep falling.. and that hurts too..

As time goes on my body grows and my mind closes. I don't have many friends, and don't know how to act around the ones I have. I now know how to do complex algebra and take standard tests, focusing more to convince my teachers I know the material, than just studying… Because I DON’T know the place of every element on the periodic table, and I cant always remember to divide by pi.

I make mistakes; on my math tests, in my home, and with the kind boys I date, and I can do no right.

But that’s what being human is! Getting hurt, making mistakes. I had to fall 100 times but I learned to ride a bike, I now know that Radon is not a polyatomic ion because I got that wrong the first time. I know to stay away from the heart breakers, because I've been there... It took 1000 tries to create the light bulb… why should I be any different.

After all, I’m only human. 

Dark Matter.

It's hard to look up at the stars and think about the universe...
Think of an infinite amount of planets in an infinite about of galaxies, in a space that.. never ends, and never begins.
Maybe its easier to think about the sidewalks, or the trees, or ourselves for that matter... matter...
Matter is interesting isn't it? something that can never be destroyed.. only changed.
which means, our atoms, matter, and everything that makes us.. the singing birds, winding sidewalks, our chemistry homework!!
It all comes from those stars.  It all comes from out there..
"When most people look up at the night sky they feel small because the universe is so big... but I don't!  Because I know that my atoms came from those stars."

We may live in the universe... but more than that.. the universe lives in all of us..

I'd Like My Crayons Back Please

We live in a society where being intelligent comes before being creative

Forced to slowly become exactly like every one else.

Because, uniform people are easier to control.

The world tells us to be different  and unique, 

But then test groups of "Individuals" uniformly. 

So the smart can go to good colleges, and become lawyers or doctors

Making more money a year than an artist will see in their lives.  

The people in this world, that see it in full color...

Are the ones who are invisible to everyone else. 

We all need our crayons back, NOW!

The world doesn't ever change when everyone thinks the same. 

We live in a society where were no longer told to color in the lines.. 

But, not at all. 

Trying on hats

When you try on a new hat its like putting on a new personality, 

or getting a new dream.

but, what separates our dreams from whats real. 

and how do we differ from the unicorns?

what if we never achieve what we aspire to?

heads filled with dreams that ultimately lead to failures and regrets. 

live life with your eyes open 

so that you never miss and opportunity to become something great. 

so that dreams become more than just dreams, 

or, just pictures in someones head.

because having a new dream is like trying on a new hat

making that dream a reality is how we separate ourselves from the unicorns. 

Zombie Apocalypse

My pen name is Patient Zero..
because it's the first one to make something happen,
But not just anything, something worth remembering.
That makes you want to smile, cry or scream out at the top of your lungs!
If I could do anything in the world it would be to start the zombie apocalypse,
because its something monumental, unforgettable,
an uncontainable pandemic.
Wether I go down in history or go up in flames...
I will be remembered, I will be heard...