The day you were born was world UFO day
It was the day I learned to celebrate the unknown
You want to be an astronaut
So
Fill your sky with as many stars as possible
Don’t be afraid to say you don’t know
Don’t let anyone try to mend you
I say
Don’t fix it if it’s not broken
And darling, don’t even bother shooting for the moon
Cuz you’re going to Mars
You
Must create your own self fulfilling prophecy
Do whatever it takes.
In this wordless picture
A young girl gathers wildflowers
And in the midst of her noodleheaded nightmares,
She writes her very own story