Blue clouds gone grey,
What's so different about today?
Noise from a silent cloud,
the heartache is getting too loud.
Thinking about my ways,
through all the cloudy days.
who I am.
No one's really okay,
Why does it have to be this way?
My pain never shows on the outside,
but then again, why do I run and hide?
An empty flower pot,
a fighter who has not fought.
New problems arise,
in our hellish lives.
I see a man walk by on the street,
and I see his bloodied feet.
He's been through a lot, I can see,
then again, he's no different from you and me.
I see a lonely woman walk by,
am I the only one to hear her pitied sigh?
I see a young boy walk across,
he is suffering from a great loss.
A child without a place,
and has never seen a comforting face.
Am I the only one who can feel?
Knowing that these people can never heal?
It's sad to hear,
to be aware of all the fear.
Fear of you,
from what is true.
Fear of me,
being the only one who can see.
Fear of all,
As we watch helpless people fall.
The rain has cleared,
You've lost all sight of the feared.
I will never forget this day,
knowing that we are not okay.
I have found a flaw,
beneath us all.
I will talk another day,
when the blue clouds go grey.