it’s this time of the year again
where we sit in our rooms
on our chairs, looking outside
and all we see are depressing things.
clouds, as far as the eye can see
rain falling from the sky
snow that chokes the grass underneath
and there are no birds singing.
I miss that, the birds when they sing.
It’s the time of the year again
in which I think to much.
I just can’t stop, and all this sadness outside
doesn’t make it better.
It makes it even worse.
I can sit down, listen to some ambient music,
that’s what fits best into my mood
and start thinking
of how it could be
of what was
and what i did do wrong.