the fire

may you live all the days of your life
and not waste them in front of a screen
or surrounding yourself in useless strife
there are places to go and things to be seen
but i feel like you don't understand
you seem ok with repetition and a life that's bland
i want you to see that the time that you waste, you can't get back
but you recline and let the days slip past
without even seeing them crash
yes, family and friends are invaluable,
but the opportunities you're missing are incalcuable
there's a world out there!
don't you feel the pull of the open air?
don't you feel the walls pushing in?
don't you want to fight against the pin?
spread your wings and fly away!
you know you can always come back someday.
i realize i can't control your life or desire,
but i don't know if i can live without that fire...