Everything about today,
Reflects myself these days.
The sun that rose,
Did not manage to come out,
Of the thick battalion of clouds.
The temperature is cool,
Feels like everything is getting ready,
The nature is brewing something.
The non-stop drizzling,
The clouds; ever-darkening,
Casting a gloomy shadow over.
The sky looks sad,
Everything looks grey and pale,
The world looks as if it\'s crying,
Along with me.