Nov 2011
You’re like the sun when there is a storm,
black clouds filter your aura so warm.
One day, you'll have the time to shine
from up in the sky on your throne so divine.
Don’t let the clouds dampen your mood,
the sounds that they make are at best crude.
The rain falls down, not up, so don’t fear.
*The storm will pass and the sky will be clear.
black clouds filter your aura so warm.
One day, you'll have the time to shine
from up in the sky on your throne so divine.
Don’t let the clouds dampen your mood,
the sounds that they make are at best crude.
The rain falls down, not up, so don’t fear.
*The storm will pass and the sky will be clear.
I wrote this poem for a close friend of mine. She shared with me how, a few years ago, someone told her that she should **** herself and that the world would be a better place without her. Luckily, she paid no attention to those horrible remarks, and became an inspiring, beautiful girl. She showed me that there are some truly genuine people left in this world. Sometimes you just have to let the critics pass so you can truly shine.
