I stare out my only window at the dark clouds

"I hope it rains." I mumble to myself.

The only thing that can keep me intact.

The only thing that saves me from reality.

Is watching the monochrome clouds up above.

Spill their tears to the earth below.

In this world of pointless violence

It's hard to believe

That there's someone out there to trust

With my guitar

I will protect

The people with voices that cannot reach

With these words I will create

There's a place rumored to be paradise

Where the rain does not have to comfort

I was never told the name

But I call it my own

Marigold

In this dreary world

It's nice to know that hope exists

I stare out my only window at the dark clouds

"I hope it rains." I mumble to myself.

The thunder booms throughout this lonely world

Signaling through Marigolds

Plucking the petals off the flower

Hope decreases

Drastically

Rain covers the earth

Suffocating it within its grasps

Drastically

The world has withdrawn to depression

Just watching the rain

Fall down to the earth below

But then suddenly the world explodes with Marigold

A lone girl as reached the world

Through the sounds of her guitar

The people have now withdrawn from depression

Looking forward to every sunny day they get

Savoring the paradise

Known as Marigold