I come from poison
I make my home with candles on a special occasion
I see myself playing in twilight
and I wonder why roses are beautiful
When I am alone, I think about my good fortune
I imagine that I can be unbelievable
Every day, I see towering trees
but if I look closely, I see they have no soul
A voice inside me says go hide in the shadows
and I want to tell the world the wind can talk to you sometimes
Right now I am having memories of Six Flags
but someday I will sleep on the softest pillow
I wish I could fly.
Grade: 7