I wish I could pinpoint when my world began to change,
When the cracks led to crumbles.
When the seas became deranged.

When did my heroes fall and what led to their defeat?
Why am I left with no truth at all, expect the ten toes on my feet?

I wish I could remember now,

                                                      all three wishes to go back.

Because these days here are darkened
A haunted prey awaiting attack.

Why couldn't the black and white last and when did this confusion set in?

I'm standing nauseated
Pondering cloudy grey sin

I want to drown in my sorrows, yet chase them to their origins too.
I must find why they showed up, roughly demoting my rainbow hue.

I want my heroes to come back. I yearn my simpler days.
When mom and dad could do no wrong

But those memories seem such a haze.

Really trying to remember, giving my hardest to peer back.
It saddens me to realize,
An abundance of those years I lack.

My parents weren't my heroes for long. I soon admired other things.

At a young age I had to find out,

Invincible doesn't apply to human beings.

And now I'm left in the cold and I really can't remember,
If it was warmer when I was innocent,

or if I've always experienced this weather