Wet and cold,
dark and dreary.
Pale and alone.
Watching the people from
above,
never allowed to join.
Isolated. All the clouds
float away.
Move toward the sun but
forced to slide by.
Cover the sun and the people
grow angry.
Far from God, far from
the people. Caught
in between.
Travel the world, place
to place.
Nothing changes. Still
forgotten, still glared
at, still floating away.
Can't get a hold of
myself, can't get closer.
Just keep floating away.