The weather reflects my mood.
The sky is hiding, this isn't our sky. It can't be.
This somber attitude always seeks me out,
it always finds me.
It will be gone by tonight, I guarantee it.
So what is this phase?
The phase that makes me lay in the dark
and really think.
About the people I've lost,
the people that I'm losing.
The things I'm missing,
the opportunites that I can't afford.
I think of my 2 dimensional life.
But that becomes 3 d when I'm happy.
How can I be all these things, all these contradictions?
I'm lost in the places I want to be,
the person I wish I was.
Sadness never seems to let me go.