Though clouds may scatter
I myself, am a cloud too.
A faithful nimbus that's full of hope-
Where all of my dreams sit, all of my dreams lay-
They accumulate.
A cloud I am, drifting with the wind easily
Influenced by the perception that other people have of me.
"It looks like cotton candy."
"It looks like a rosebush."
"It looks like an uprooted tree."
I have no shape,
I am what I am,
I am me.
I am a high-flying nimbus cloud,
I am free.
Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 2:41 AM UTC
Though clouds may scatter
I myself, am a cloud too.
A faithful nimbus that's full of hope-
Where all of my dreams sit, all of my dreams lay-
They accumulate.
A cloud I am, drifting with the wind easily
Influenced by the perception that other people have of me.
"It looks like cotton candy."
"It looks like a rosebush."
"It looks like an uprooted tree."
I have no shape,
I am what I am,
I am me.
I am a high-flying nimbus cloud,
I am free.
