Drops of innocence blanket our souls. We open our eyes to this graceful world we reside in. We grow up forever being students in the School of Life and Destruction.
Why would I add destruction you may ask. For I believe to live in this life you must learn about and prepare for its utter destruction.
As we navigate through our souls, doing that type of "soul searching" we come to realize the only way for us to live and to grow your soul must endure its pure destruction.
There comes a moment where that blanket gets violently ripped off as the journey's cold wind envelops your skin. Waking you up from your innocence.
Sure everyone thinks that there's all the beauty in innocence, but what they fail to see is that to truly get on board and live some soul tarnishing is a definite course of requirement.
For the real strong beauty comes after the innocence is stripped away. The beauty in the construction.
The restoration of a damaged soul, and how the light and sparkles arise form under all the dust. How vines and roses grow through and along a tainted heart.
Not even then would we graduate from life. The struggle is forever, the taint is forever. How you work around and build around them is the graduation.
So build around your anger, sadness, and dissatisfaction. Build just enough for light to still be welcomed in, and welcome it with open arms. For that is your final ceremony.