*i'd consider this
to be a rainy day
no one is outside
no one wants to play*
*this day just
makes you bundle up
under your thick quilt
while every other
is bundled in their guilt*

(i don't really like the begining^ of it but i'll keep it here
just because...but heres the poem that i like)

*do you know what happens
on these cold rainy days?
depression, expression,
an awakening haze*
*how long do you think
before i drift away
how long before i exhale
in an uncomfortable sway?*
*how long do you think
before you see the rays
how long until
we pass these rainy days?*

 
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