the break

The school year, a treacherous time filled with learning, loving, broken minds, those who created long ago, but haven't felt the sun's soft glow but, we will learn to laugh, to smile, to feel joy, in this break filled with cheers of joy my creativity returns, a light burning within, telling me, and then, to give in. go forth, and create, create all you can, create all you can't, before you can't. before they break you all way, rendering you incapable of play.