A Personal Journey [Completed]

":("

They say the sky is blue,

but mine is swirls of grey clouds covering the blue sky.

I know it's going to rain soon,

the climate has changed,

from warm to cold.

And all I can think of is to beg

for someone's attention

to see what happens through my eyes.

Of course not a single soul listen to me

when I said that days have gone dark.

Because the bright blue sky is what they see;

[and so I carry my umbrella alone -singly

among the crowd],

hoping not to get soaked in the rain alone,

again.

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Cr photo: google