Who are you?
They see the world
As if it's a card board box.
We see the world
As if it's a giant blob of multicolored play-doh waiting to be molded.
Their minds are waffles
With each compartment full of daily life that consists of NOTHING FUN.
Our minds are boxes of Bertie Bott's every flavor beans
With no key to which bean tastes like what.
They look at life with both eyes closed.
Missing everything that only happens once in a million life times.
We look at life with both eyes open, ears open, and hands free
So we can do whatever possible to get the best out of life and not miss a thing.
They watch a movie
And act like it's happening right in front of them.
We watch the same movie
And watch what's real action, what's C.G.I., and special effects.
They are the thorns on a rose.
Un-noticed to all but are instantly recognized when ran into.
We are Rubix-Cubes.
They fear ever trying to figure us out in terms of failing and the long hours wasted to do so.
They are People.
We are Dream Catchers.
Who are you?
