So much happening but I feel weak so i don't even want to fight,
Rather gets some rest but i cant even sleep at night,
fifteen years old stressed out and i feel so old,
I dont have nobody and i dont want to be alone.
I Keep praying to allah cus the devil trys to tempt me,
Used to be so full of strength why do i feel empty?
I wana spread my wings and fly but they wont let me,
Nobody understands so i dissapear they wont see me.
I start to hate the world and everything around me,
Not because its rong, but cus i don't need it to surround me.
I need some space, my own air around me to feel free.
But theres a dead end in everything i see.

The other side of the rainbow. Do you think there is a pot of gold hidden there?

From the bridge near Oldham College that has like half the windows smashed.

The rainbow was one of the brightest that another passer by had seen and you could see the full arc clearly - too bit though to get captured in a photo.

Well, today was not the best of weathers we have had.

I got caught standing in a shop door trying to stop the hailstones killing me.

I can categorically state that I did not (consciously) provoke their rage.

And then later on, I saw a rainbow. A passerby noted how it was the brightest rainbow he had seen in years - there was a full arc.

But my phone camera is not too good in showing the bright colours - it washes such things out (like when I took a photo of some traffic lights and instead of neon red and green, they came across as closer to faded out white).

Hailstones on the floor after - suddenly and without any obvious provocation - they started to attack me. Bad hail stones.

I had the last laugh though - see how they are laid across the floor as I was still standing? Muwahahahaha

Exception why didnt you write today?
Maybe it's because she got nothing to say.
If there was a thought in my mind i'd find a way.
To paint a picture only my words could display.
Forget the word rapper, just call me an artist.
The words to my songs will show where my heart is.
Its hard to say things that mess up in your head.
Its hard to erase things you wish you never said.

Regrets fill my mind, in a way i can't describe.
My lifes like a rollercoaster, but i aint ona ride.
SO many days that i wish that i could just hide,
But never was there a true fact that i denied.
Some people hide from the truth, as if its a fear.
Not something i understand i've never come near.
An ohnest tongue is a blessing, so the ohnest i respect,
The things that i say my actions will reflect.

Kidnapped British Boy Back Home At Last

The five-year-old boy who was kidnapped in Pakistan and held for almost two weeks is back with his family in Britain.

Covered in a blanket, Sahil Saeed was carried in through the back door of the family home in Oldham by his father Raja.

The youngster later made a brief appearance with his parents on the doorstep of their terraced house.

He appeared tired and rubbed his eyes at the blaze of flash photography that greeted him. A few seconds later they went back inside.

Sahil and his father had earlier flown to Manchester on a flight from the Pakistani capital Islamabad. They were taken from there to Oldham in a police convoy.

I'm Starting With The Man In
The Mirror
I'm Asking Him To Change
His Ways
And No Message Could Have
Been Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The World
A Better Place
Take A Look At Yourself, And
Then Make A Change