So does everyone

Spray painted walls/
and the stairway down to the hall/
leading my memories to you/
and keeping them alive.

I'm asking what I'm defined by and/
the answer is all that remains.

If I owned the sky/
if all the clouds belonged to me/
I'd make a new world out of them/
and I wouldn't let the butterflies fly away.

I've got so much to say to the the Earth/
but if only I could find the right words.