For those who think
Miracls dont exist
You didnt see my dream

i remember when i used to catch fireflys
and watch them as they glow
but now they're a distant memory
of the childhood i should have known

i've always been
a little less then a prodogy
but
a little more then average
my "childhood" was (is) just a job
for which i didn't get paid
and when i was tired of acting (not so) my age
my parents told me i had to go

i've always been
a little more then needed
but
a little less then right
and everyday i'd tell my bones to just
hold on tight
but now i'm breaking
making every single move a mistake
and
takeing every single word that you say
but hey
i'm 12 years old
why would i have a say?

so every night the only thing i could do
was catch fireflys
but i'm too old now
**and i have bible study tonight

What is real poetry?
John 3:16
*for God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son
So that whoever believes on him shall not parish
But have eternal life

who are you to tell me what my dream is?

who are you to be there at the best of times?
where were you last night