The world seems not the same. But yet I know nothing has even changed. Its my state of mind. I wouldn't leave it all behind. I want to get stronger. I will try. To get free. I will stand and break away. One day my turn will come. Ill grow wings. Because we start from the beginning and we will have an end. Life is like a twizzler. yes a twizzler. Every time you think its going to go straight it twists. Both ugly and beautifully. I wait silently as angels call my name. I knoe that in the end it will be ok.