Purple Skies

One day we were walking through a tall field of daisies. We were known as the crazies. Always roaming about with our retro, tattered-up clothing And our thoughts that were oh so confusing. We just wanted to do something amazing. We didnt even care about pleasing others. We were tight like a pair of brothers. geting in trouble was fun Especially when the sun went down. Our feet running through the dark brown forest, one step closer to our treasure chest, our eyes weary from the lack of rest looking up at the purple skies for an answer to why we could not find it. We wanted to know, the purple skies knew, but they never told us.