I attempted very short genre of poem, and two liners for the first time, so dont fire me if its bad! I wished I was the sky, but the sky grows menacingly dark. I wished I was the mountain, but the mountain sinks under the sea. I wished I was the sea, but it raged across high to submerge. I wished I'd be the earth, but I'd grow to be dug and trampled. So I thought the best would be, The world be itself, and I'd be me.
thath means little pony that we are sooo fragile ...we are soo soft, so short lived so much life but ultimatly dead in front of these big mountains seas the other elements of nature .... that even gods must be careful for us ....so why wish to be anyting else...enjoy till u doom