If someone ever asked me
Why I liked the sky so much
I think I would tell them
Because I hate it here
And I’d rather be a cloud
That can go anywhere and everywhere
And see everything
And spill my emotions everywhere
Instead of just sitting in my room
Crying beneath my sheets
Because I hate it here
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 12:45 PM UTC
If someone ever asked me
Why I liked the sky so much
I think I would tell them
Because I hate it here
And I’d rather be a cloud
That can go anywhere and everywhere
And see everything
And spill my emotions everywhere
Instead of just sitting in my room
Crying beneath my sheets
Because I hate it here
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