Gray Skies


I don't know how I’ve been surviving,
In this cold and empty  world for all this time.
I've been searching and crying.
I've been hurt and dying.
Looking for that very person that could keep me
Alive.

There are many things I wish I didn't do,
The are many situations I wish I didn’t go through,
But everyday I pray that someday my skies won't be
As gray, and that when I open my eyes, I won’t see
A man, or all those people pointing at me for not
Seeing the magic behind the secret, and feeling
Blue, because all they can see is a guy without a clue.

And once again, I travel on the same lonely road,
Feeling empty and different, but not because I’ve
Killed or because I’m cruel, but for daring not following societies
So called rules.

So today I’ve finally found peace, in my heart at
Least. I've gone to a better place, where I can  
Just be free. And I’ll rest from a life of pain,
Hoping people will one day open their minds and
Make the world a better place, or at least judge us
Not for what we are, but maybe for the mistakes  
We’ve made