Trails of happiness

When the sun is near happiness shines,
The clouds over come the rays of the sun.
You fight to get to the sun,
But how will you get there.
There is only one sun, and one of you,
The clouds are endless and relentless.
Without the sun you will wither and die,
The others don't understand your plight.
The sun breaks free of the clouds,
But what once was beautiful is now gone,
All that remains is a empty plot.


I've never really read my own blog. After doing so I realized how boring we all really are. We need the Sun to inspire us to grow and and be happy. Don't be a wandering seed.