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The sun doesn't shine today,
It hides behind the clouds.
Just like yesterday,
And the day before that.
To these conditions,
The world seems,
A bit easier.

Such a freedom,
In the wide livingroom.
And still,
An anxiety lies here.
Over our heads,
Or atleast mine.

I'm restless,
But still.
The world wont let me,
Do anything at all today.
Beacuse its just one of these day.
When we aint gonna do anything.

The clouds are heavy,
Gray in scale.
But not a single drop will fall this afternoon.
Everyone knows,
They are just here.
To make us gloomy.
Or atleast me.

Try to remeber,
Days before us.
It's like they never existed.
If this thought is a good or bad one,
I'm not the one to answer it.

The world seems so small,
From the inside of my window.
Yet,
Bigger than my livingroom.
Wont you agree?

I should end this now,
Right?
Because these are one of the days,
When we wont do anything.