• I wonder if the sky
    will stay the same shade of blue
    or will it turn gray
    with moments of doom
    The overcast seems deeper
    I dream of a life with stories
    Riddling on as courses take
    Unraveling the future
    As years pass by
    Things get better...
    from time to time
    The sky seems unimportant
    as our lifes unravel
    As a kid I often stared
    playing games with the clouds
    but as we get older....
    The sky is unimportant
    We never stare like dumb-founded kids
    wondering how big our world is
    when you've seen everything
    is there realy hope?