One scorching hot summer day,

I was walking to my safe haven.

This is a place in which I have always gone, it's kinda like a bay.

Just to get away from everything bad in 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 it's like I can never catch a break, from this hell.

Thereis always a limit set, 

Alimit that seems to be set on a level of happiness I am allowed to feel, this is hell.

The light that shines for you, is burning inside of me.

I am yearning for the day that this storm will pass by.

My life is as grey as a rock laying on the ground besides me. 

All of this will end, untill that day comes by, 

I will sit here alone, alone watching life pass by.