It Is Better Poem by Katty Livingston

Silence is golden,
But duct tape it great.
And in all the books,
Love triumphs over hate.
The king loves the queen,
And the queen loves her jewels.
Mad men marry poor girls,
And girls can be fools.

It's better to love,
and to lose, and then hate-
It's better to let her bend you out of shape.
It's better to risk,
And to leap, and to fall.
It's better to have scars,
Than to not heal at all.

A bird spreads her wings,
And she learns how to fly.
Snapped back into reality,
And dreams start to die.
Life slips through your fingers,
Like sand in the sea.
It isn't so far,
But it's just out of reach.

It's better to feel,
And to burn, and to cry-
If you don't spread your wings,
You'll never know if you can fly.
It's better to take a chance,
And to just risk it all.
Don't ever be afraid,
Because I'll catch you if you fall.