Rain clouds highlight the pond of my tears.
Lightening flashes pulse at my fears.
Summer is hiding behind the decay.
Just stuck in a moment, just not okay.
Brave is more common, don’t like the morose.
No, I’m not crying. Things have been worse.
Just the life changes, choices I live.
Storms still coming, this one just is.
Feeling real human, totally raw.
Cape at the cleaners, more fur than claw.
This will pass quickly, that’s my decree.
Ignore my emotions, just being me.
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