if wishes fell like rain, then certainly i am a storm. deep within my soul these wants form i’m lost, with no direction to follow this day to day life feels endlessly hollow i ponder the ways my wishes could come true ignoring logic, although i end up feeling blue i see the clouds turn a dark grey color within my mind i begin to wonder how could it be, that i will never know if my dreams will pass me by as i go or will i see them again in waking life i hope one day it will be worth the strife