As my brown hair keeps changing, I keep gliding inside my blue waves running past black storms towards gold stones, listening to new Hebrew songs pinpointing in my ears.

Gold Hannukkah menorahs dwindle along the windows, as I keep walking by watching the light dwindle as all eight candle shine through inside my pink beating heart mouthing the Jewish songs I have learned as a child as my connection to G-d becomes stronger.

I keep believing that she influences every step I take to get me through these black monsters, I keep racing letting the gold light shine inside of me believing I am becoming more religious.

I keep taking small steps along a path where my face always smiles, where I find myself laughing hoping one day that my light will never fade away.