skies of gray, can you hear me? I'm wasting away, nothing left to me but my bones. my heart is cold & untouched as I waste away day by day. the only people that can hear me are the angels above the gray skies. the angels who have seen the darkness, yet continue to do nothing about it because they figure we can learn from our own mistakes. we are just the lab rats in one big cage, the cage of life. everytime we see a wall, we scamper in the other direction. hoping the change of paths will make us stronger & less vulnerable to the evils in our world. we are our own people, we create the evil that is brought upon us. we can destroy it with the flick of a lighter & the blink of an eye.