These Rainy Days.

by Marta   Jun 3, 2004


These rainy days
Make me glare
Out my window
Is where I stare

So bored and lonely
Inside this room
Like a bird in its cage
Filled with gloom

Nothing to do
To lazy to eat
So all I'll do
Is write and sleep

I'll wake up
Still it will rain
Hoping and wishing
It will stop again

It pours and pours
For endless hours
Nothing to see
All but showers

Skies are grey
Clouds are black
Happiness
Is all I lack

I fall asleep
In a dream I'm in
Until I wake up
I rise within

The clouds are gone
Sun is bright
I slept so quietly
Through the darkest night

I stare out my window
To see the sun
Now I'm so glad
The rainy days are done.

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