Cloudless Sky Poem by Alice Kwan

The sky is bear and hardly blue
it opresses me down
down, down, down
so bear and plain
like a cut bush
cut, cut, cut
the wind is not here
just the hot sun
hot, hot, hot
I feel as if stuck in a feild of grain
blue up, and brown down, no colors in sight
stuck, stuck. stuck
sometimes, there are special moments when a cloud might pass
but soon it goes and i remain bored
bored, bored, bored
Repeating over, the same events
stuck in this place, wishing for more
more, more, more
my dreams take me to waterfalls
but somehow i always return
return, return, return
sick i am of the same routine,
but thats the life of a nobody
nobody, nobody, nobody....