One scorching hot summer day,
I was walking to my safe haven
This is a place in which I have always gone, its kinda like a bay.
Just to get away from everything bad in my life, though it has not savin me
The small things that are like an ugly nasty storm.
This black cloud follows me everywhere, because of it I am always torn
It rains on me every chance it gets. 
So its like I can never catch a break, from this hell.
There is always a limit set,
A limit that seems to be set on the level of happiness I am allowed to feel, this is hell
The light that shines for you, is burning inside me.
I am yearning for day that this storm will pass by.
My life is as grey as a rock laying on the ground beside me.
All of this will end, until that day comes by.
I will sit here alone alone watching life pass by.