It still rains outside. Nothing will ever change in this dismal place. All I want anymore is to go back to where things make sense, where I won't feel scared all the time. Then the sun comes, and I find I am so excited I can barely hold a thought in my head, like a kid beginning on a journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still the place that you live in is that much more drab and empty now that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.
My friend left me because I have all these deep thoughts. Sometimes she would have trouble understanding these deep thoughts so she would just wander away as I talked. I guess she got lost this time. Or maybe I'm lost? Wait, none of this looks familar... Darn it! This is why I need to stop with these deep thoughts!!
No, wait a minute. It looks like the air is lifting and the clouds are going away. It will be hard to go back to a normal life without my friend because he was also my secret keeper, but it seems that things can't stay dark all the time. It's like Annie says: "The sun'll come out tomorrow! So, you gotta hang on til tomorrow. You're always a day away!"
My friend left me because I have all these deep thoughts. Sometimes she would have trouble understanding these deep thoughts so she would just wander away as I talked. I guess she got lost this time. Or maybe I'm lost? Wait, none of this looks familar... Darn it! This is why I need to stop with these deep thoughts!!
No, wait a minute. It looks like the air is lifting and the clouds are going away. It will be hard to go back to a normal life without my friend because he was also my secret keeper, but it seems that things can't stay dark all the time. It's like Annie says: "The sun'll come out tomorrow! So, you gotta hang on til tomorrow. You're always a day away!"