skies overcast but sun peaking through

skyy blue

i contemplate a busy freeway, as the hours rush on by.
i cultivate all my emotion as i watch the clouds float high.
such a serious mess as we sit beneath the freeway,
watching princes and paupers and beggars drive by.
then to stop and take a break, we look towards the sky.
nothing there is moving. nothing there is bleak.
i can feel the motivation as my mind begings to creep.
a blank canvas set before me calling me my name.
a sea of broken velvet before we deal out for the game.
oh sky, i look right through you.
oh sky, how do you do?
oh sky, i'm lost within you.
oh sky, aren't you looking blue?
i watch you every day.
i don't know what to say.
your heart clouds are looking fine.
floating down to pass the time.
a pinprick of rain touches me and makes me sane.
i feel the motivation.
the clouds and the blue sky.
oh sky of motivation,
cover me in blankets when i die.
i feel you watching over me,
as i watch you everyday.
sky, i just want you to see
i love you in every way.