Symphony Of the Tiny Cloud

If you know

My Story since yesterday …

I was a small cloud in the middle of a giant cloud

I’m just an ordinary cloud like appear to be different

I was not something that is too important for the world

I like a complementary lump of bright sky

My best friend is a figure of old sun

To me he was too far to be defeated

Emitted light to the world

Without it I never looked back.

Every time I dream

Another cloud was always laughing

I know my dream isn’t sure

But, is it wrong if i make my dream?

My dream is not to be a giant cloud

My dream is not to be a mighty cloud

Only a simple fantasy

Or constrained imaginary?

My life sometimes feels uncertain

I often deny themselves

Being a person who continues to run

Although sometimes unable to.

When all laughed and hummed

I had to hide my tears

Taking my happy mask

In the middle of wounds suffered

Tired to be like this

My body felt unable to stand

searching the supporting hearts

At times depressed and hurt

Life of the little cloud was never sure

Sometimes laughing with the sun

Sometimes hiding and crying with the rain’s curtain

After dusk he did not appear again

If the cloud was moaning

He was glad when the rain sobbing

No one can know

That she was moaning

Sometimes My days hurt

Only one thing that i always wait

That is true embrace

The rainbow’s waltz

If you know

My Story since yesterday…

my dream just like to be a rainbow’s waltz