A storm
Is what best describes me
A storm
Is all I could ever be

Dark, depressing, angry
Tears are falling like raindrops
Directing the wind towards me
Wishing it would only stop

A storm
Mixing all the thoughts in my head
A storm
In which I end up dead

Waiting for the sun to rise
And for its rays to mesmerize my eyes
Into believing I'm fine
And that it's finally my time to shine

In the middle of a storm
I'll be my own guide
In the middle of a storm
I'll find a purpose in life