Clouds
The clouds lie They say that they hold our dreams That they're as sweet as cotton candy And as soft as cotton
It's every child's dream to jump on the clouds And then rest on them when you're worn out
But— When I tried to jump on the clouds I fell right through
The cotton white turned grey The thunder ringing in my eardrums as I fall Flashes of light blur my vision Endless chaos causing destruction Igniting fire to any that cross its path