They say they can bomb
every house, every street
and all the people, sweet!
Then can they set
the sky on fire
and not let
their Creator greet?

When I was younger, I painted the sky.
All the blues, wispy whites, blood reds, and yellow-oranges came out of my fingers.
and I believed it was true.
The sky's light now goes out with a sigh of relief.

When I was younger, I laughed.
I laughed so hard the panels of wood in my house caught on fire, glass broke.
Now my laugh is forced and the panels look at me, disappointed, give me a one out of 10.

When I was younger, finite didn't exist.
Nothing was. There was no past tense.
There was no regrets.

When I was younger, I didn't have to fight to speak.
Whenever I opened my mouth, my parents listened with childlike intent.
Now the words I say are only on paper or typed.

When I was younger, I wanted to save people.
To reah out my hand and have it firmly grapsed back.
Now it seems I'm not worth being saved by.

I grew up and regretted it.

Lets travel to a land
where nobody knows which creed
I belong to
And which sect I possess
Where nobody knows my name
And people are less bias
Have one colour,
One faith which they cling to
Where to judge is to sin
And where nobody asks
who am I
But
what am I doing..

We all have confidence but when we all look at ourselves in the mirrors we lose all that confidence very quickly, because we are quick to judge ourselves. Now before you quickly go judging others, remember what you do to yourself.

Sleepless Minds to Over Thinkers
Over Thinkers to Crazy Thoughts
Crazy Thoughts to Creative Minds