I can sit for hours,

Staring at flowers.

I could fly into space,

Me and the stars always race,

and we are all the same color,

you and her are sister and brother.

we all look the same if you stare at one another

equally tall in spirit

but not in height

equally deaf, can you hear it?

but all are different in the same kind of sense

because of the thoughts we all reminisce

different because no one can live life the same

some are excited and some are just plain

some can just sit and stare

because there minds gone like a plane

other demensions have been created

some are related

and some have only one mind that can translate it.

Just like this poem I have many random morals and meanings,

some made up of all of the things I am seeing