There are so many things that i wanna speak out but I'm being hold back by something which I'm not sure of. I stop and take a look around and see so many familiar faces, i hear the sounds of calming voices that i know and the smell of the breeze that passes by me. Though is just for one second but everything seems to fall into place like how i want it to be. Then I'm drawn back to reality and i realize that its not what i pictured. Everything and everyone is moving so fast that they don't have time not even for a second to stop and look or admire what's around them. Like they say 'a picture paints a thousand words' i guess that's what we're all doing. We're all painting a picture that we want to see though it say a thousand words we only extract the best of it and forget the bad ones. Painting the good picture is only in our heads but in reality its the bad one that's being painted by us. So much of hurt and hatred is being passed around and filling in the good spaces. As the world changes the people in it change along with it be it good or bad.