Clouds for hair

To be a kid is light, like clouds for hair.Helps me to float upright. Eternity branching off into spirals, eternally climbing. hypersensitive. tougher then nails. both worlds= sweet bliss. growing up - oh HOw I miss thy youth. however eternally installed within my heart to have faith and not look back . To jump in . Into the fire, like wood burning a grand blaze.... brings upon a full force heart attack- Dear heavy weight sitting on my chest, you are just an illussion. Let my cloudy hair help me to dissapear, visit my friend, sannyford- oh dear. Deep seeded hands dig me up from the dark dungeon. plant me in the ground, lift me up, from my sleep. To live is just one big dream, To die would be light... puffy and light like dandelion hairs make a wish clouds for hair