I am the sky. i am bright and beautiful, yet the sky has no limits, I could become a tornado of anger and negativity,whipping and destroying anything and everything in its path, I am the night sky, dark mysterious, and most importantly alone. my thoughts circle around the sky like shooting stars hoping that one wont burn up as it becomes real, I hope my one companion will be with me all week, yet all I get are fragments, so I stand here all alone and wait...