grey days are here again
the skies feel like i do inside
the trees are dead and the grass ain't green
things aren't lookin up, they're just lookin mean

rain drops fall on my head
everything in sight looks dead
the lightning strikes and the birds won't sing
theres nothin on and the phone won't ring

grey days are killer days
boring in so many ways
darkness falls and silence follows
tomorrow ain't gonna change a thing

the warmth of the sun is gone
and no one quite knows just how long
the grass is dead and the trees ain't green
things aren't lookin up, they're just lookin mean

I enjoy the way your thoughts come across, and the flow.... but here's a moment
of analyzation, if I may.... since people usually write most about what they know, and I have read down the list of your rhymes... I can't help but feel that it is your life that needs the change of scene... so much grayness, gloom, and sadness... it makes it seems as if there is not a lot of joy surrounding you in your life, and there is a sense of feeling trapped.... am I way off, and are you looking for change? take care... Suzette