Scattered Showers Throughout

Just a storm overhead

Three or four days

She’s asking me if I’m alright

I’m holding on

Even when I write some sad lines

Don’t worry so much I’m more than fine

Storms come then pass

Same thing with the first to the last

Just a release of pressure

It goes on until I’m better

Worry less about my iceberg posts

Underneath unseen 

I’m still chasing a few dreams

It’s okay just another rainy week

Then our sun will return tears dry.

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