All of these clouds and the rain.
I've learned how to hide my own red eyes with the black dark sky's overhead.
I learned how to cry, when the sun is white and the sky doesn't reflect how I feel inside.
I've tried to fly one time, I wanted to lay on a cloud and feel the fluff surround me.
It tried to suffocate me like my childhood blanket, but it was only a try.
Now I'm learning how to cry with green grass covering my head.
