Blabber about what could be

A Poem by Nyanachi

Above the light of the stars is a place
that's neither black nor white.
It's a place where they become one living thing.
Everything lives alive,
when everything feels dead here,
I am reminded of my choice:
How alive do I want to be today?
Some days I die from this world
and create my own,
others I awaken to a new level
of existence in this one.
Whichever you call "real" is what you value.
Not what is real for your other.
Argument is just a game without winners.
Observing is the one without loosers.
Even if greed is un-quenchable,
happiness is able to survive along side it.
Don't fret about hte things you can't change,
while you could be changing what is changable.
Once I continue to believe in hope
I'll be as good as these ideas
that I use to warm myself in the cold
and see in beautiful art.