grow hair grow.[edit] i'm just too impatient.cut my hair.found this while i was cleaning up my laptop.i think s wrote it.why do i mess up the good things in life?wanting so much to rant.but i'm just going to swallow it in.it stemmed because of my own actions anyway.enjoy this gem.

The sky
Maybe the sky is sad.
I used to think,
As I face the weeping heavens.
Watching the crystal dew drops
Fall like dispirited stars
Catching the glow of the evening lamps.

I used to pretend the tears were my own
As they landed their melancholy dampness on my face.
To try to imagine
The pain of these clear grey showers
As they drum their solemn song on
The sidewalks
In time with the setting sun.

I tried to taste those transparent falling fairies.
But the taste was too fleeting to savour.
Almost impossible to remember.
Like a thought too complex to unravel.
A feeling too deep, too fluid to express.
Aliens on my young unacquired tongue.

I hear my mother call me back
Against the loud sobbing of the wind.
I tried to feel the sentiments in those drops
But there was no answer to that cold clammy question.
Those mysterious kamikaze troopers
Still soaking my shoulders
Chase me back into the warm.

The smell of rainwater remained as I stare.
My pupils fixed on the grey beard that was
Floating and enveloping the tearing maiden
That was the sky.
Leaving me still to wonder,
The reason behind her tears.
-S

ilykthxbye.