The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
We are the music makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate stream;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world forever, it seems.
Ode, Aurthur William Edgar O’ Shaughnessy
and if a kid breaks in school
and no one around chooses to hear
do they make a sound?
or are they just the background noise
of a soundtrack stuck on repeat
when people say things like
kids can be cruel?
To this day, Shane Koyczan