(#32) Why Should I?

A drink in hand,
Ice chilled, just like your mood-
There's no reason why anything should bother you
At this moment in time. After all,
As seconds tick by, with every boom
From the speakers overhead, all you really
Want to do as a teen is to have
Fun, friends. It's my life after all.
I'm my government, not you.

That's the point, isn't it?
To enjoy yourself, whilst you've got everything.
Why work hard all your life? It's only a hundred years
At most, unless you're lucky.
I've nothing to lose when I spend my days, just entertainment-
Wait, that's not true. Think,

There's something intangible in the pocket
Of your denim shorts, girl.
It's iridescent, but you won't notice it whilst its
Tucked away. Let's examine it, hold it.
It is powerful-
If I told you, this sitting in the palm of your hand
Could change the world,
Would you bin it?

It's only a hundred years
At most, if you're lucky.
Cloud nine isn't solid ground,
You'll fall through it someday, and
It will hurt when you hit the earth.

Within every single second of our lives,
The earth moves, people move, the world is always alive.
Things are changing, even as we sleep.
I want to open my eyes to everything,
Watch each sheet of the newspaper print itself,
Speak to tons of people around me,
Be a star, of course I could.
Why, I won't waste anymore time!


To Americano Stranger
I hope this makes a difference.
Thanks for the request - It's my first time writing a request!