The Sky is Like a Mirror
On rainy days I feel at peace,
it shows the world has bad days too.
It reflects how we feel inside,
like a mirror in the sky.
You can never hide from who you really are,
even if you try.
The sky begins in the morning a bright yellow,
then is washed out by a light blue,
and then drowned in black.
We are like the sky in so many ways.
We associate yellow with happiness,
blue with a middle ground,
and black as the nights filled with tears.
The sky is a mirror to our souls,
It shows who we really are,
even if we don’t want to admit it to ourselves.