misfits creative

How full this world is
of things that don’t belong
why, it’s teeming with misfits
we are everywhere
spilling out of boxes
we’d been so neatly tucked inside
we have begun to climb
up into the limbs of trees
becoming giants ourselves
huge, beautiful, glorious
bigger than the rest of the world can crush
we are rising
we will start wars
we will wage them
we will end them
everything waits for us
to grasp it for ourselves
we cannot be stopped
cannot be silenced
we are mountains
and oceans
and burning stars
we sing rebellion
breathe it
bleed it
live it
—  A.O.A.M. || New Kids