The sky is shades of blue.
I realize it when I look up,
I do.
Sometimes it’s cloudy and grey.
It still don’t determine your day.
Looks like rain, could it be snow.
The way the world works, we will never really know.
It has to show, like when a women conceives.
For one to believe.
Some don’t trust what they can’t see.
It’s like being in the dark with the light on.
Thinking your strong.
Deep down inside you know somethings wrong.
You control your light switch.
Turn it on when you feel a glitch.
If you feel it’s wrong, Then it’s wrong.
If you feel it’s right, Then it’s right.
Let’s get it together in the day or night.