If you ever looked into the sky
And stared at it long and good
You'd begin to understand why
Atleast, i hope you could
Why I weep today.

Each time you smile at the clouds
Fluffy white, innocent gay.
Remember that as soon as you gasp aloud
They shall shroud themselves in grey.
And mock you as they leave you wet
Blue, as the sky on a summer day.

Sometime ago

I made a choice.. and left behind all these little things that seemed so
important to me.. forever perhaps. I still think about them, of how
important they seemed then.. of how i relished the thought of living the
life i could probably have led.. and then i scoff.

nothing matters.. now.. nothing at all. anything i left behind was worth
the feeling of being special to some people