Clouds in the Sky

feel like the sun blocked by clouds.

The sun being myself and the clouds being her.

It's like I want to shine giving my rays to the world.

But she blocks me blocks my rays blocks my shine. 

It's like I know god put me here for a important reason. 

I'm the sun for god sakes I give people,Plants,and animals what they need. 

But she doesn't care it's like the devil put her exactly in front of me so she could block

me.

 I think she and I both know that i'm important that I belong and she doesn't that i'm actually

useful in the world.  

So I say this I plan to out shine that cloud that negative cloud. 

Myself plans to out shine and outcome my negative consciousness which is the negative 

me.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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