the clouds around me 
they feel differently
they don’t look familiar
they smell like nothing

I wonder what happened
what made them so cloudy
what made me run away
despite how heavy 

I love how they look
yet so confused as to how
something so colorful on the outside
but plain white as a cloud

I’ll continue to admire
from a distance not too close
since they traveled from somewhere i knew
in a place filled with hope.