The Clouds Don'T Care. Poem by Hailey Marie

somewhere out, far above me
i gaze up at the subject of my envy
those things that drift and fade away
who never care of the events that day
i sit here grounded by all my troubles
as they flitter by in their own bubbles
one where th worst issue is rain
but what do they knwo they dont feel pain
they neednt worry about love theyve lost
we all worry enough for us both
the most i can hope for when i die
is to be reborn as a white on in the sky
ill forget to care and to observe
as i wander the air and try to conserve
someday maybe ill dream to dare
but its not their concern the clouds dont care.