clouds

They say her head is in the clouds.

But these aren't cotton candy, day dreams, no.

These clouds wreak havoc on her mind.

They're soaked with bad thoughts, bad feelings, bad dreams.

These are bad clouds.

You aren't good enough, clouds.

He would never like you, clouds.

These are bad clouds.

But the clouds aren't always there, no.

Most days the sun is out and she is fine.

Big smiles and bright eyes and she is fine.

She puts words on paper and she is fine.

But words on paper don't take the clouds away.

Sometimes she wakes up in the morning and she knows the clouds are there.

She feels them in her lungs,

sitting on her chest.

Her eyes are open but she's not there.

Big smiles and bright eyes but she's still not there.

She puts words on paper but the clouds don't go away.

She doesn't have a say.

But they do.

They say her head is in the clouds.