It\'s so cliche how you’re miserable and lonely you feel when the sky is gray & pouring water over your head
But what can I say?
My soul is as dark & gloomy as the sky
My soul is pouring tears and blood
My soul is striking with the lighting of all the anger I’ve managed to lock inside me
My soul is just as downcast & depressed as the sky when it decides to let its wrath go
The only difference is that my soul never displays it in front of the world