I just need time to clear my head
                                                       So please get out
My life's just been a gloomy wet march day
I trudge through puddles outside my driveway
Little patches of mud accumulate around my lawn
And its freezing
So cold, but not quite cold enough to snow
It sends me chills
And the sun starts to peek out
but its deceiving
Mr. Sun is too shy
He runs back into his cold dark cave
And the day turns again to gray paradise  
Its the most miserable day imaginable
Its March 9th