Im jealous of the way the sky seems calm
Custers of clouds crampted together making one
Im jealous the sky has stars to make it picturesque
The sun to hide its frown
And the moon to store painful cries
Im jealous of the way it always seems happy and blue
You never see it green or black
Back to me im always changing
Sometimes im crying
Sometimes im smiling
And sometimes i dont know what im doing
Im jealous of the way the sky above is so beautiful and flawless
Theres no defaults about it
But me
That's a different story
Im just jealous of the way the sky always seems happier than me
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