Under the wool,

behind the shimmering eyes of disguise.

The life is drained from the sky,

the clouds are filled with diminishing light.

Your mind, 

 is the only thing,

 keeping you from losing your sense.

The sun isn't shining anymore, 

so we have to stay indoors.

What a very normal day, it was,

for  someone who doesn't trust.

The sky is gray, full of dismay.

Won't you come back,

little sunshine ray?

You've clouded my mind,

with thoughts of your sky,

why did you go away?

I'm waiting for another day,

waiting for years,

to hear your beams,

of light.