I look up in the sky everything is normal
With the clouds forming images reminds me
Of the good old days
Laying down on the field field with grass
Which is crystal green I wonder why
Do we turn our backs from enemies
Because that way its easy for them
To back stab you
I wonder why do we think that we
Are living a good life when
We don't hear the sound waves of hearts
Everytime we eat.

Everything happens for a reason
Because its DESTINY..! But iv beg
To differ we make our own destinies
You live the life that you choose
Join the culture that you like .

But at the end of the day I'm
Just talking to myself its funny
How inspiration can come in different
Ways for me it started by looking
At the clouds.