Anti-Phalanx

Fear not of old age, But instead, what it brings, An unfinished page, Capability; mute when sings. Dim lit candles shine less bright than the Rest. Rest. Rest un-hazy. Rest is for the Rest. It's best. Inside. Inside a piece. A fragment of Flame. Dim lit candles shine less bright than the Rest. Breathless at the end of a road.

Don't mind me, I'm just a blade like the others, Millions of us side by side, Just... growing. Don't mind me, I'm tiny, like the small green stubble of the Earth, Just here to help. Don't mind me, I'm just growing, Soon I'll be tall like a tree one day. Don't mind me, I'm just now taller than the rest, Now I'm oh so small, Due to cutting blades. don't mind me, now I'm tiny again, like a twig to a tree.

In my opinion, world peace wouldn't be an overly good thing, Because if you think about it, it would put a lot of people out of a job.

A shoe lace without it's aiglet, Nothing stopping it to fall apart at the end. Useless to you, Saviour to a lace. A distant star could see, A billion planets thrive, but by that time have died, Pointless like a lamp with no light, Yet so precious like water to the fish. A pencil without it's point, Rendered useless for detail, Yet useful for others. Tick, tock, tick, tock. Events fly by in a bitter sweet moment, A centuries for us, A second to all else. A kick in the head, for honour they bled, Perhaps pointless, come the end. A purposeless purpose, A meaningless mean, A Causeless cause. So what if I bleed, I gain wisdom from my faults.

Dug right out of you A voice in which opinions are born Gone missing in the soil Replaced by another Gone, gone without a trace Rendered useless now Like the dirt Potentially pointless if used improper Millions gather round But no one wants to collect Like no nutrient to be fed Not a single thought to be shed Each the same Second best to none Each grain like another Pointless to pry Willing to just go along.

He can do it by himself, Even I know this, Look at him try, Pleading, I think he may cry. Mistakes will be made, Evaluate, who's there for aid.

I like this, They say it's nice, So I believe them, At least I think I do. I'm just a child, Spoon fed, "Zoom comes the aeroplane" Mother says, I open wide.

LOOK AT ME, LOOK AT ME, No thank you, I'll pass. Yes we know you're unique, But that doesn't mean you're wanted. Sure it's good to be, But we've all seen you've vaunted. But please, Try not to throw it in our faces, It's making others a bit daunted.