When i was younger i used to cry at the sight of thunder and lightning. Back then it was a little more than just frightening, i grew a little older and id look at the thunder, where lightning followed, and i just sit there amazed how something so dangerous could be so beautiful, but id think to myself... how bad can it be? How dangerous could beautiful things be? Some people say beautiful things are hard to trust. But looks can be be deceiving I grew older and i understood why i used to cry at the sight of lightning and thunder because even now its more than just frightening. I understood why beautiful things are hard to trust. I am older, and i understand why people dont last a life time just like this thunder and lightning and how not as frightening.