Clouds
I am a single cloud
passing overhead
Always there
drifting slowly
yet I am often misread,
for my bright, cottony exterior
is a facade
that hides me
If you get too close you'll pass right through
and see
that what lies within
is cold and misty
I don't want you to see
don't want you to know
that I am lost inside and terrified
that it is starting to show
I can't contain this feeling inside anymore
I'm not even sure what it is
But I want to be free
I want to let go
Because holding these feelings inside is too much
I want to scream and shout
be like the thunder and cry out
that
I
AM
HERE.
I am here.
Please.
Sometimes tears spill from my eyes like rain
and I know
that if enough rain falls
I will disappear.
That is not what I want
I want to laugh with you,
cry with you,
walk with you,
not alone.
I don't want to disappear,
not like this
Not like this.
I am not the only cloud,
there are others
We don't know how to reach out
to let you in,
let you see.
So look up.
Look up
every now and again
because we are here,
we are here,
and we want to be free.
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