Untitled.

There's a cloud hanging over me
Never leaving. Never changing.
Always following me around.
Its always dark, never bright
Making me scared to live my life.

But someday that cloud will break,
and I will soar.
I will live.
I will know what I'm doing,
and where I'm going.

But right now it's still dark,
And the cloud has not broke,
It doesn't have a crack.
It's just a big, black cloud.