Looking like the weather
Wanting to be the rain,
That disappears everyday
Wanting to be the wind,
So free and alive
Wanting to be the sun,
Always happy and bright
Wanting to be the lightening,
So powerful and pretty
Wanting to be the storm,
Blocking emotions, no more
Wanting to be the snow,
All light and fluffy
Wanting to be the clouds,
All the way up there
Wanting to be the rainbow,
Colourful and expressive
Wanting to be all of them,
But when you look askance me
Do I look like the weather?
Just a poem that I wrote, feedback would be much appreciated:)