fear me.
because I am one, that sees the world through the eyes of the skies
I see the world's  hate, war , death
we look to each other brothers sister, and we see strangers
we are one of the same but we fight for what's 'right'
do not judge me for being a woman
do not judge others by faith, or race
we are the same in the inside
yes we may look, speak, believe different but we are man
were the same spices so please, put aside these different ways and look at our home as it dies.
you may look away as the acid rain comes down but were not here to rule, were here to be as one and help all not just us, our home.
so world, what shall we do?

It may rain down red rain
there may be a pit of eternal flame
and you still ask me why I don't believe?

I don't believe that someone parted the red sea
or that his son would rise again
sorry I don't believe

you may think there is a greater power
but I don't so please stop forcing it on me
its just my belief

Life's a storm that never clears but instead gets worse till the skies black, then it rains the tears you hold

my heads too* young, my eyes too* old

Green grass, large trees
The world around nothing but rustling leaves,and a million sounds, but none that honking horns or engine rumbles
Nature is the perfect place

The fact that the music we listen to defines us
If its country, your a hick
indie, hipster
folk, hippie
heavy metal, ****
why can't music just be free?
why dose it define?
why judge by the thing that brings us pleasure?
I can't stand it