If we were to remove the final two lines, we could say that this poem was just about .

Ialways thought that he thought it wasn’t fair because he thinks that people should be able to experience things and think outside of the box, or see color and add brightness and happiness to their lives but idk.

At midnight thomas edison opened the door and continued his work, but to his surprise it was so late that he had to get some rest. but with his mind racing and his mind at sake he continued working. hours and hours went untill he got it. he had invented the worlds first lightbulb!