the moon will always conquer the sun.

as i look around. i dont see happy faces or a hot air balloon. i dont see children dancing. or a rainbow. all i see is the clouds dark above and a child fast asleep, dreaming sweet dreams. holding closly to her pillow because its the most realistic thing there. how are you suppose to tell that child all the things you know. how do you tell them that one day their heart will break. and theyre going to have to have someone there to help them to heal, cos its gunna take time. how do you say that the ones that matter most are going to leave you behind, and go into the dark. where you cannot follow. and that your going to hate the way you look. your going to have to fight so learn to be strong. your going to cry yourself to sleep many times. you will think that the world is crashing down right on top of you. you will make mistakes, ones that you might even live on the consequence. how do you tell them that theyre going to fall in love? and theyre going to feel butterflies in there stomache and giggle all the time. how do you?