The sky
Has finally
Let itself cry
Finally
Put itself first
And I'm not angry about it

I can be covered in rain
As long as I know
It's just the sky
Doing what everyone deserves to do

Everyone needs to cry sometimes
Doesn't matter
What gender
Or if you are up so very very high
You deserve to cry

Dear sky,
Thank you
For always being there for me
And everyone else
When they cry

Dear sky,
It's okay
Let it all out
I don't mind

For a moment
I wished I was
sailing over the ocean,

far away from land,
far away from earth.

But I thought again
and I remembered that
I don't like water,

hardly even to drink,
maybe to mix with scotch,
but then, only in its frozen state.