Rainy Day

The wind blows cold, upon my face
My hand's gone numb, leaves over the place
My shoes are soaked, upon my feet
The road stretches on, I know I'm beat
The rain falls down, upon my head
"I'm tired of this!" aloud I said

The sky's got a mask, of blue and gray
I can't see the sun, is it night or day?
Cars buzzing by, in front of me
I feel so slow, I can barely see
What a lousy day, this turned out to be!
Then I hear your voice, it strengthens me

* Left unfinished, you wouldn't believe that I wrote this on a clear day hehe ^_^. I wrote it when I was overseas in Europe and I drew inspiration from a pathway I used to take to and from town, and it was always wet and had leaves everywhere.
- The Mr Simon