#WritcoPoemPrompt81
When the sky is grey, it's going to rain,
When the sky is bright, everything's going to be alright,
I fool myself with these thoughts every day.
I can't just STOP them, they won't go away.

So the sky is grey, but it doesn't rain,
So the sky is bright, but still nothing is right,
My thoughts weren't confirmed, I'm still the fool.
Thoughts, please STOP, just go away.

Maybe tomorrow the sky will be pink.
Maybe then my thoughts will rethink.