the clouds,
how light
they seem
above
wandering
endlessly,
embracing
the rain
and its every
drop
but when the sky
fades,
the clouds stay,
and they cry
as everything
turns gray
and like them,
i choose to smile,
and wish the day
goes by quicker,
so i could still
hide the
intolerable pain
the pain they
dont see,
the struggle
they never see
and, as absurd
as it seems, for
a cloud, i suddenly
feel sorry
