Inside poem

Inside,
outside,
I never mind,
but there are buckets of rain,
and tears in your eyes,
yes,
wherever you go,
what sadness plagues you so,
I do not know,
but it is awful,
awful to see you pass by so frequently,
in such an awful state though,
and unfortunately, these days it is no surprise,
no surprise at all,
and I feel for you I truly do,
and I wish I could erase the sadness from your mind,
colour blue,
or that is what I call you,
colour blue,
oh, the sadness in you,
and the sadness in your eyes,
as you wander lost and seemingly alone,
seemingly alone,
through such dark times,
someone I do not know,
and I wish I could help,
but you are such a lonely soul,
not seemingly wanting company,
and I watch you go by reflected in my eyes,
and my heart it sympathises, and it sinks a little,
but I wish you well wherever you go,
because there is a such a storm inside your heart,
and your mind,
that I am fearful for you though,
fearful,
but you I do not know,
I do not know,
but you you walk past me in the rain,
with your heart filled with ice and snow,
oh, how I wish it wasn't so,
how I wish it wasn't so.
Keep your mind light and your heart bright,
and go easy in the day,
and go easy in the night,
and stay away from the dark,
and revel in the light,
and pay no mind to the jealous,
the bitter, the hateful,
and those with spite.

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