This Holy Hive

If I remove this hive

From my mind

Would I still thrive? x2

How do I tame the busy bees from sporadically buzzin' in my head?

If I put them to rest

Who would I even be?

Would my energy deplete?

Would I still be complete?

It would be

An expansive re-wiring of a brain’s chemistry

If I stripped my demeanor

and just let the buzz fade

Would the world turn gray?

Would the world seem the same?

Or would it all turn bleak and plain?

The ecosystem, our cranium structure

It's all a delicate and complex balance

This conversation is interpretation

Of one human’s internal race

But we all fiend for some type of buzz

A stimulation to make us feel

Whether it’s excitement or deep passion

We cannot sit around

And expect something grand to happen

Like the ecosystem

We rely on every living specie

You can try to deny it but

We belong in community

An emotion is an emotion

It’s a driving force of human character

A missing piece in our puzzle

Sets us in a spiral

I’m accepting this holy hive

As my unforgiving and relentless caregiver

I’m accepting this holy hive

As my fuel, as my drive

If I remove this hive

From my mind

Would I still thrive? x2

And it’s not easy

But I have to live with it

So, I have to find ways

To utilize it to my advantage

I hate making decisions

Because decisions are equivalent to

My time being wasted

I could spend hours trying to distinguish

What options are best fit

My brain is skipping, jumping, twisting, shifting

I feel the anxious wave swallow me to the belly

Of my brain, just eating away, just eating away

Making decisions is so damn hard

But maybe that makes me a careful thinker

A careful decision-maker?

I don't know.

Hi, hello world, I’m the biggest social butterfly

Then I slip down the slippery slide

I’ll act strangely, aggressively, awkwardly, attempting humorously

To be charming, witty, feeding off of everyone’s energy

I get easily worked up and easily offended

Defending myself

Frig Trump

My wall is the biggest of them all

This self-made protective layer

Does not compare to the

Divisions between humans

Or the diminishing of our resources

Our entire planet is a slow moving extinction

All for capitalistic gains

Man, what is this all worth?

The shaking of my leg

Is rattling the whole earth

The buzz is so loud

The buzz is so loud

The buzz is so loud

Woah,

Sit down x2

If I remove this hive

From my mind

Would I still thrive? x2

In those moments when my head is encumbered by a sea of blankets

Restricting all movement

Just resting these cement-filled eyes

Filling every crack in the window blinds

To shun any source of natural light

During these moonless moments

Is my body giving me a signal?

To unwind every strip of fibrous tissue

To explore the deepness that our anatomy can feel

This hive, too, needs rest

If it was gone

Who would I be?

The real and true essence of me

Who will be there to protect the holiest of kingdoms

It is tightly encased

I know I’m hard-headed so it’s impossible to escape

I’m accepting these bees are here to pollinate

I’m accepting that this wall may be impossible to break

I’m accepting that this fire may be hard to evacuate

We can’t survive without the black and yellow species

We just can’t survive without the aching buzz

We just can’t survive without the pieces

That make us who we are

These bees do not define

They do not confine me x3

If I remove this hive

From my mind

Would I still thrive? x2

These bees do not define me

They do not confine me x3

These bees do not define me

They do not confine me

They are a wonderful asset

Towards human emotion and artistry