weather

when i walk i walk with a cloud above me.
that cloud is dark and gloomy.
i wish that could would leave.
God created the heavens and the earth.
along with the earth he created the weather.
He created this cloud which hovers above me.

as i walk to class i look up and see the unwelcomed cloud.
i curse the cloud for knocking on my door and staying.
i wait for the day when the sunshine will dispearse
the cloud i hope that the cloud will never return.

when i walk into a building the cloud remains outside
waiting for my return. i can never get away from
that awful cloud.

i pray and wait for the day when i can look up and
not see the cloud. will that day come? no one knows.
all i can do is wait and try to not let the cloud get me down
with all of it's gloomyness.

i must move one and look straight not up.