I shut the doors and pray for rain,
I hope you will not do the same.
Because this cloud is freaking lame.
It has a face that’s cut with pain.
Draw the shades and come lie down.
As the drops soak in the ground.
Your tears fill your pillow too.
Nothing changes, never new.
Repeat what you’ve just gone through.
Maybe a piercing or new tattoo.
Fakes them how you’re feeling cool.
Someone chopped down willow tree.
No more shade for you and me.
The sun burns hot and melts the ice.
Learn your rules, and eat your rice.
It’s all we have, so smile nice.
Never go the same way twice.
Play the harp or play the fiddle.
Try to understand this riddle.
Rainbows might be made of skittles.
At least they were when we were little.
Too much skin that you are showing.
Forever bubbles, we are blowing.
Most things are just not worth knowing.
This way now, we must be going.
Where have all the colors gone.
You’ve got me, so ask your mom.
Questions asked, thinks somethings wrong.
She means well and yet drones on.
We are still so narcissistic.
With complexion matching lipstick.
Wait, just watch this triple kick flip.
Please the crowd and keep on going.
They hit “like” and keep on scrolling.
Our mirrors broke with edges jagged.
My reflection sure looks ragged.
Eyes are drooping.
Shoulders stooping.
Ask yourself, “What am I doing?”
Learn to speak, but hate your voice.
Remain silent, it’s your choice.
Ok, run away Miss Muffet.
I will never be your puppet.
Spiders flee from you and me.
Feelings fleeting, but know you’re free.
You’re not a snake,
So don’t be fake.
Can’t ignore this mental state.
Excuses are not remedies.
Add to list of enemies.
He’s made it clear,
We don’t belong here.
Come out of hiding, leave your fear.
Still designed to be held dear.
He came down and shattered sin.
Freed us from the mess we’re in.
It’s time now, that we are livin.
Up you go, you are forgiven.
Deceived to think that we are small.
But we can’t ignore our call.
You’re a giant, stand up tall.
Like a lion, bold as ever.
The wicked flee this violent weather.
Thunderstorms our lullaby.
Lightning streaks across the sky.
Perfect time to learn to fly.
Stretch your wings with dangerous thinking.
To reach the clouds, just start sinking.
Forget home, forget the shore.
I know we are made for more.
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