thoughts

I stare at the blank, vast space before me

that people call life, and start to think

what else could I grow up to be

but my mind is always  blank

as if when I try to answer something that I wonder

I just start to doze off and ponder

about things that no one can seem to answer for me

as if I am trying to say that I want to be free

and then all at once a luminous cloud appears

and for some reason it sends down it's tears

as if to say:

"It is okay" 

you see everyone goes through something 

but if we be the best we can be 

and set ourselves free

then with the luminous white cloud, will bring

sunshine and better days

lies that can stay away

a sun that is always bright

and your guide, a light. 

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