Just another rainy day,
But the sun
Is slipping out once again,
But I just don’t want to play,
Or have fun,
Just sitting here with the pain;
I’m still raining deep inside,
Out of sight
From the sun brilliant shining,
Run from the glare I will hide,
Not from fright
Of life slowly unwinding;
Just another rainy day.

In tearing
and I just don’t want to play.


Gloom 99

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