She said, "I wish I were the clouds, for it's tears are prettier than mine."
He said, "I wish i were the mountains, so i could reach unto the sky."

She said, "I wish I were the sun, so people would miss me when I'm gone."
He said, "I wish I were the forest, so I would be where I'd belong."

She said, "I wish that I were of something that nature withholds,
it's peaceful out there,"

Which is only what she was told.
It all seems infinite,
but we don't know the story behind it.

The clouds, they wander lost,
the mountains want to be stronger,
the sun has no companion,
and the forests wish for forever.

I felt nothing
I couldn’t feel the pain that was existent
It was there
But I couldn’t sense it
I was immune to pain.....
But only for a while
It wasn’t long until someone would break my heart or destroy my worth

I bask under rays of sunlight
that burn my skin
searing,
scalding,
until I'm simply a vessel of rays
no longer filled with the misery
that once repressed me.

none of it was the truth
only what i chose to believe