I miss the cloudy days

When the sky was nice and grey,

A sad smile upon my face.

What happened to the rain?

 

The sky has been to bright,

With the warm sunshine

Glowing upon the smiling faces

Passing by the ghost of me.

 

So I smile at the cloudy sky,

Knowing that it's okay.

The rain will come again some day

To wash away my mistakes.

 

I smile at the clouds

Waiting for the wet bullets to fall

And bring peace to the turmoiled halls,

bringing silece.

 

Everyone around me so quiet,

So still,

As the cloudy sky open

And the tears it held back spill.

 

I smile at the window

As tears role down the pane,

Washing away my troubles,

My many yesterdays.