So We Had A Writing Prompt In English

The prompt was:

And here's how I answered...

"Dare You To Move" by Switchfoot
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Welcome to the planet,
Welcome to existence.
Everyone's here,
Everyone's here,
Everybody's watching you now,
Everybody waits for you now.
What happens next?
What happens next?

I dare you to move!
I dare you to move,
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor.
I dare you to move!
I dare you to move,
Like today never happened;
Today never happened before.

Welcome to the far-out.
Welcome to resistance.
The tension is here.
The tension is here;
Between who you are,
And who you could be.
Between how it is,
And how it should be.
Yeah~

I dare you to move!
I dare you to move,
I dare you to lift yourself
Up off the floor!
I dare you to move!
I dare you to move,
Like today never happened,
Today never happened.

Maybe redemption is stories to tell...
Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell...
Where can you run to escape from yourself?
Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna go?
Salvation is here!

I dare you to move!
I dare you to move!
I dare you to lift yourself,
To lift yourself up off the floor!
I dare you to move!
I dare you to move
Like today never happened!
Today never happened!
Today never happened!
Today never happened before!
--

"What does this song mean to you?"
To be honest, when I first listened to this song, I simply thought that it had a good sound to it.  I didn't really have the life experience that I needed to fully appreciate it, but over the past year or so, I've grown to see this song as almost my entire life.  I start out the second child to arrive in my home ("Welcome to the planet/Wlecome to existence") but I never really knew what to do.  I was always the one who would stand up for others but never myself, I'd get angry and shout, and I'd get in trouble, but nothing would ever happen to me that tuly made me feel like I mattered ("What happens next?").  So I simply stumbled around for a while, unsure of who I was or what I wanted.  I acted like the whole world was just going to open up one day and swallow me up, to have a private conference with me and to tell me what my purpose was, but it never happened and still hasn't.  I felt like my life had no direction, and from all around me, people were poking me and prodding me, getting frustrated and upset and depressed and stressed and nothing I ever did was good enough ("Dare you to move" x [like 1,000] ).  Eventually, I learned that I could shut out things from the past that hurt, and I learned that I had the power in me to forget things that hurt ("Like today never happened").  But what I didn't learn until recently is that doing that only makes it hurt worse.  It's only a bandaid fix, and those bandaids fall off easily.  Then it became a war internally, literally.  I was fighting day-in and day-out to figure out who the hell I was.  I needed to know, it hurt so much, but I had to figure it out ("The tension is here/The tension is here/Between who you are,/Andwho you could be"); I began to question not only myself, but my upbringing, I began to question my own reality.  I worried myself over whether or not I even mattered to the universe, and whether I even mattered to that nameless guy I sat next to in Junior english (His name was Zach, by the way and we're good friends now), I began to question what love was and if my parents even loved me.  I decided I hated the world and wanted no part of it.  I decided that I felt like my life didn't matter, and I decided that society simply sucked balls and that I wanted no part of it ("Between how it is and how it should be").  It was never a good feeling, but it was the feeling I had.  I wanted out, I wanted to escape reality if only because I hated who I'd become. ("Run away from yourself")
After all of that crap and all of those shenanigans, I realized that those people trying to get me to get up off my butt and move forward weren't doing it out of disappointment, the disappointment came when I didn't move.  Them nudging me and pushing me forward was out of love, it was out of respect, and in one case it was even out of pure admiration.  I've never felt the level of love before where someone doesn't want to see me fail because I don't just matter to them, but because they see me as a role model and they wanted me to be happy as a person. ("Maybe redemption is stories to tell/Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell/.../Where you gonna go?/.../Salvation is here!")  That entire episode of my life could be summed up to one "day", and that day is "Today".  While my "Today has never been bright and never will be, I'll always have "Tomorrow", my future, and tomorrow, "Today" will just be the painful "Yesterday" I get past and get over.