Endlessly

Rainy

It was the last day of school,
It was summer.
But it was rainy.
I wanted to get of the class seeing green grasses and sun in my eyes. I wanted some pleasure some smile some laugh, but all I got is tears streaming down my eyes...
I know it look so dumb, so naive it's just sun, but feeling the sunlight burn me would have been fun.
I don't know if I had die burning alive but honestly I don't care at this point I'm not scared or happy.
It was an awful day, an awful year, an awful life. I'm not gonna lie I don't know where I go in life.
Yes I want to write, change something make the world better.
But everytime I start writing I lose hope after three chapter.
I don't know what is happy I don't know what is sad. To be honest I don't listen the joke I just laugh when others laugh, To be honest I don't remember my smile! Is it always fake or is it what it really looks like.
I want to write things make you laugh, make you cry.
I want to make you read all the night past midnight.
I want to become rich because you liked what I writed.
But everything is ruined cause for the first day of summer I didn't had sunlight hitting my eyes.