if you think about it,
clouds are just like people —
they move around slowly,
carrying all of this weight on
their shoulders until finally,
they get sad and turn grey and
drench us with the feelings
they've been holding back.
sometimes, however, i think
that i would rather be a cloud
than a person because clouds
aren't afraid to show people
their emotions —
they cry;
for minutes, for hours,
sometimes for days,
but they are not scared
or embarrassed. they are not
afraid to tell others exactly
how they are feeling —
maybe that is why there
is always sun after the storm.
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