Here's a little something that I wrote when I  got bored. It's nothing special. My english teacher thinks I should share my writings, so I'm sharing! The sun is dying. The rain is falling. The earth is growing. Yet I am standing. Can this day be more perfect?Rays of joy is the air I breathe. Happiness are the things you keep. The day is young as so am I. Yelling loud into the sky. Nature's force is taking over. Not sure when this will be over. The world of wounders are addictions. Rivers filled with history of reflections. Hold on tight for this is your ride. Hold on tight for this is your life.