Blood is red
veins are blue
I know how you laughed when you were two

I remember fairy daydreams
The way to ticklish screams

When you swallowed your first loose tooth
In a Buffalo Wild Wings booth

You were baptised at nine
Got your first bible and cracked the spine

I was so proud. You let her go
The girl you liked when God was someone you didn't know

I thought you would be better
That when you found God you'd forget her

I mean really, you're only a kid
But your walk with him stopped with a skid

I try so hard to be influential
But you think God isn't essential

You go to church to be with friends
But that won't help you when he descends

You are only eleven
And I'd like to see my baby sister in heaven

Blood is red
Veins are blue
Please remember God loves you

How do people know what they're smelling is real
if a scent is just a thing in your nose you cannot feel
How do people believe in ghosts they cannot see
They're gone but they still miss the one who died at sea
How can people trust to fly with a pilot their eyes have never met
and dismiss September 11th like it was never an actual threat
How can people favor a place their eyes have never been
Like high in the mountains where the air may be thin
How can people judge someone their eyes don't even know
and call them fat when the last time they ate was two weeks ago
How do people picture things their eyes don't recognize
Like how a human looks when one dies
How can people go on blind or mystery dates
or develop intimate relationships at rapid rates
How can people say another is their lover
if they've only seen them on a magazine cover
How can people never see, yet still know they have a neighbor
and not believe Jesus Christ is our savior
How can people believe in things of imagination
and not believe in the one responsible for our creation
For those who do believe and trust in our God
I greatly applaud
For those who want to know more about heaven
just open up to him and have your own salvation session

If I were a cloud, nobody would ever be able to hurt me. They would throw their punches and I would just enclose around their fists. They scream their evil words as loud as they could and the sound would be muffled by mass. I could just stay high in the sky, changing shapes with the wind and ignoring the evil world below me. If was sad everyone would feel my tears like they feel their own. If I were mad they would hear my screams as lightning struck. I wouldn't have to deal with stupid boys and stupid hearts. When I wanted to die, I would just let the wind ******* to nothing, and nobody would noticing me missing.