Come on over cut the lawn on my side.
The grass is somehow greener over here.
Complaints you make seem to offend me.
I know you’ll get lost out in my yard.
Breathe in.
Notice.
All the dark clouds aren’t for you.
One more cry against your hardship please friend.
A miracle it seems for you to smile.
Your day to you so grey and gloomy.
You’re leaving out the ray of gleaming sun.
Breathe out.
Halos.
Welcome warmth upon your eyebrow.
Before I found out what a bad day could entail,
I was a fool.
Never gave appropriate regards for what I have or love.
Behold a larger contradiction of a flow down a hill.
Tired of wasting tears and losing time
So long wilted soul.