Dear clouds
Get out of the way

I can't feel the warmth of the sun when you seperate us
I can't see the beauty of the moon when its behind you
Why do you choose to obstruct such amazing monuments
You must be trying to take the spotlight away from them

But is it really your fault
That you get pulled along with the winds of endless time
Do you really choose to ruin our scenic view
Or is it unlucky fate that draws you to infamy

Should we judge anything that can't control its fate
If it's not up to them what their actions outcome is
But then, who should we have to blame
The real question is, why should we need to blame someone

But until we answer that, we will judge the clouds
Unfair assumptions will plague its image
It's in our instinct to point the finger at something
Until we can change.

Break a leg
Break an arm
Sacrifice for others is admirable
But sacrifice for personal gain is greediness

Tomorrow, most of us will wake up
Some will drift into the endless chasm of hell
Some will float towards the pearlescent gates of heaven
But all of us will continue to move

But how much would you sacrifice for that reality?
It's easy to call another man selfish for chasing his own dreams
And leaving the rest in his wake
But if another helped you up, would you risk your life for others too?

Or would you keep the life someone sacrificed for you to have.

Anger will manipulate you into hurting others
Sadness will drag you into the murky lake with it
Jealousy will consume your morality and self image
Laziness will give you too much time for pleasure

Now it feels, that everything is out to bite you
You may think they have complete control over you
However, you have a choice
A choice to fight back against negativity

Stand up, dust yourself off my friend
I hope you choose to prove negativity wrong
Fight for what you love, and stay true to yourself
Don't leave your spirit waiting for you.

can you hear me talk
can you hear me say
that i have no chalk
that we can use to play

im sorry, i used it up
at night cause i draw a load
i drew a cool little pup
just like the one you didnt finish on our road

when i come to your stone in the field
it makes our mum think im coo coo
but it helps me to shield
what really happened to you

the driver apologised in tears
but i was too little to understand
and all i get now from my peers
is pity, repeated over, its very bland

dont worry jess youre still my favourite sis
its because mary doesnt talk at all
maybe its because mum tells her im a risk
and instead likes to take her to the mall

it makes me feel quite envious
but its okay with me really
taking me places is a bit strenuous
i understand its about me being on wheelies

because you didnt make it out
the memory is a faint whisper now
but ill never forget the painful route
to the docters with my severed legs wrapped in a towel

Born with a passion
So powerful you could even see
It's reflection in his fashion
Contrasted colours like a bee

Focus all your time on school
Don't worry about making a friend
Because all the same does our blood pool
When we open our last door to the end

Separating yourself from everyone distracting
With your growing amounts of study books piling up on the shelf
Mental health, disregarded, slowly subtracting
Maybe it is my fault that you ended up killing yourself

Wake up
Wake up
They are coming
They are coming

We don't have long, so get ready
There's no more room in your bag for teddy
You have to run fast, or the ships will get us
We don't have time, so stop your squealing and fuss

Get undercover, get underground
Lets just hope we don't get found
I love you dearly, and I hope you love me too
I'm going to take you for ice cream when this is through

Don't cry baby, I'm here for you dear
There's no need to be sad when your mothers here
This isn't the first time, nor is it the last
Maybe we won't get caught next time if we're fast

When the charming sun casts a shimmering shine upon you
It's formidable feeling of joyous content penetrates your soul
The warmness of it's rays could lullaby Rome's army to sleep
With it's light cherished by all that bear witness to its beauty

When the moon appears in the dark window to space
The past memory of the charming sun is reminded
With the dimness of the moons modest glimmer
And the feeling of melancholy brings desires of the morning

But when the sun eventually comes back around
Casting its happy light for all to bath in and worship
A surprising feeling pervades your train of thought
An unlikely intrusion that begins to call panic

You can't recall what the light of the moon looked like
It was ignored, the only object that was shadowed by the sun
For how can we simple beings comprehend true beauty
If theres nothing to compare our beauty to.