When your skies are blue
All I see is endless gray.
I wouldn’t believe it… but it’s true:
You and me, along, another day.
Haven’t you heard how I was pleading?
My shaking form only makes you frown.
You scold me for wanting you leading –
Being not the one I have once known.
You climbed until you reached the top
While pushing me back to the floor…
Yet I can’t bring my tears to stop.
Why can’t I close this stupid door?