I cry, because I don’t have any money in my bank account,
I cry, because I’m worried about being put out of my home,
I cry, because the struggles in life can be so hard sometimes that it’s hard to hold your head up high,
I cry, because I have to let it out, otherwise it will kill me inside,
I cry, because in my world it’s raining and I don’t see the sunshine,
I cry, because I feel like I can’t stand, so I take a knee and wait for the sun to shine again.
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Grey Skies
It is very interesting to me how grey skies can make people feel, when I see the skies are grey I feel like cuddling up in bed, drinking hot chocolate and staying in bed all day, and others feel like they can be outside, sitting on a pouch drinking hot coffee, seeing grey skies some days can be beautiful, they remind me how grateful I am to have a sun, the skies don’t always have to be bright to have a good day, sometimes when the skies are grey I have rough days, but all I do is remember that there are lessons within the hard days, and even though it is a grey day there will always be better days.
By CeeCee Whitfield8 months ago in Poets
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This one hits hard! Sometimes crying is the strength. And that last line? Quietly hopeful. Incredibly done ✨