The sky is huge.
So big, like the ocean on a calm day.
But without all the friendly fish to keep the water company
The sky is all alone to face the world
With no one on his side.
Not even the birds or the clouds stay forever.
The sky is never truly happy.
The sun leaves,
The moon leaves,
And we leave
We leave the sky to fend for itself
We are cruel just because we are human
How do we live with that?