Somehow the sunshine,
Makes me sadder than the rain.
The light spreads out,
Illuminating all my pain.
When the sky is grey and
The rain is falling steady
It's easier to hide
When life gets much too heavy.
But when the sun is out
All the world is bright
Everyone turns up their face
To bask in their delight.
Which makes it so much more apparent
When I am looking at the ground
Plodding on through life,
Trapped inside of all their sound.
I want to be like all of you,
Looking up to light with shaded eyes
But I'm too busy looking down
The architect of my demise
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Paige Graffunder
Paige is a published author and a project professional in the Seattle area. They are focused on interpersonal interactions, poetry, and social commentary.
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