It's as if the world is hidden
Under a thick sheet of grey
The blue sky has gone,
All the colors faded away
And the music no longer plays
It was the epitome of happiness, fun and free
But it's never coming back,
At least not for me
Even the littlest spots of color
Bring me guilt, sadness and pain
I wish the sun would come out again,
I'm tired of all this rain
But like I once was told as a child
Before up this grey had cropped
Sometimes things get brighter,
But the rain never really stops.
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