Hoping something will brighten my depression, maybe the sun in the morning.
The clouds fill the sky, as tears fill my eyes.
I'm screaming I'm crying, my life is full of thunder and lightning of lies.
If rain can make things healthy and grow, as I stand out side in the rain.
My sorrows won't go.
The rain falls harder and harder as the minutes pass,
my heart feels so broken; my happiness,
Usually I'm the sun yet bewildered by the clouds,
as if I'm some rain drop blending with the crowd.
I'm the sun that never shines, I'm the never ending cloud,
I'm a never ending tear drop,
even when I hit the ground.