I look up and I see it
The spacious expanse that makes me wanna quit
Full of threat and full of guilt
Makes my life look like a mist
The sky is looking bleak
It makes me seem weak
It’s been like this the whole weak
And it hurts my cheek
The sky is looking dark
I guess today I can’t go to the park
On it, I see the shape of a shark
It’s not giving me a spark
I’m losing my hope
I keep holding on to my rope
I keep on wishing
Oh when will I see a light blue sky?
Lebrin Paruthimoottil,
Dallas, Texas.