Let them be physical
always pushing and beating
others to a pulp.

I'd rather be emotional,
letting my thoughts roar,
from brain to fingertips.

Working my nerves,
meditating for hours,
to expand my vastness,
to soar the worlds,
of extravagant vibes,
and to make peace with all.

I'd rather be unnoticed,
by the rush of others,
than to depend on my body,
to create change.

I'd rather be at my,
last breath from the immenseness,
than to find my soul,
caged like a bird,
by my body.