The clouds are black just like my heart, and the view is not so clear.
All the negative thoughts joining together, I feel as if the end is near.
As I walk down the street I drag my feet, as the wind blows in my face.
All the warning signs in the back of my mind, I've got to get out this place.
I want to be where the grass is green, and the sea is turquoise blue.
I want to be in the summer scene, eating sweet Fondue.
I feel like my life isn't so great, and literally isn't for me.
My dream and passion is for success, but I do not even own the key.
How can I unlock the lock with no key, It wouldn't make any sense.
Life is like jumping hurdles, but I can't even jump the fence.
When I think of my future, I can see through a vivid crack.
I can only see the noose and rope, and then after completely black.