Here’s to the great ones
The ones who dare
The ones who choose brave
The ones who say to fear,
“If you’re not ready to leave yet, sit in the corner and shut up,
because i’m doing it anyway”
Here’s to the great ones
The ones who dare to meet themselves, and
decide that they like that version
of themselves
and they go on to bare their true selves to the world
Here’s to the great ones
The ‘black sheep’
The ‘others’
The misunderstood
The chronically depressed, because we understand
too much
Here’s to the great ones
The creators
The ones who dare to be original
The ones who feel every moment so deeply
& so completely
that they have to transform it into art so
everyone can feel it too
Here’s to the lame ones too!
Let’s pour another one out for them
The cowards
The bigots
The ones who couldn’t dare to harbour an original
thought
The ones so shook by us (the great ones)
& so unsettled with themselves, that all they know
is to attempt to tear us down…
We see you!
We see you quaver at our greatness
We see you wishing you could be us,
We see you bitter and sad,
Fuck you!
Back to my point,
Here’s to the great ones
The ones who remind us to bet on ourselves,
The ones who don’t speak the language of failure,
because their reflex to dust off and keep going stays sharp
Here’s to the great ones
The ones who know intimately, that it’s not over
until it’s over
as in,
death.
Drink up bitches!
