No one gets it. No one will every completely get it. You will never be able to fathom the amount of love in my heart that has been cooped up for years- more desperate every moment to explode. Explosions in the sky, explosions caused by "why." Why is nothing pure like snow, like gold? Screw all this searching and wasting time. WHY can't I be surrounded by the pure air, the ocean air the purest air of all. I feel so trapped in these buildings, layers and layers of concrete but lacking concrete love and belief. Soon the layers will tumble down and all that will be left is the green and the ocean air to restore our faith in...realness. Reality. REAL. No one knows what that is.