The Pass-Through

Children, today I am going to tell you something.
It is no secret. No lies. No fun.
Just the truth.
Dear old gramps is going to tell you a story
of a kind of people. A special kind.
No race. No nationality. No religion.
Just personality.
I call them "The Pass-Through."

No invincible. No invisible. No reliable.
They are everywhere.
You may have them in your family,
your group of friends,
or your schoolmate.
You know them but you just "pass-through" them.

They are the kids that just sit alone in the middle of mumbling crowd.
Just to be a part of society.
They are the kids that just hope for a "friend" to talk to them.
Just to share their problems.
They are the kids that just dream about the girl of their dream.
Just to believe in love.
They are the kids that just loose in everything, but never gives up.
Just to think that they can be somebody.

Now.
Do you any "The Pass-Through?"
A family member?
A friend?
Someone from school?
No?

You rigid-rugrats!
You mouthful-morons!
You fucking-freaks!
I AM ONE! well at least, was.

Now, hush up, stop crying and let gramps finish his story.
"The Pass-Through" just like anyone are capable of change.

I decided not to be a "The Pass-Through."
I decided not to be passing through life.
I decided not to be passing through until no one realize i am dead.
I decided not just to be the kid that try-outs and fail.
I decided to be Lazarus of Bethany.

"Live the life. Live the dream. No fear"
"Tomorrow Will Be Another Yesterday, Today Never Existed."
Wake up, grandsons!