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