Overlook the sky,

Overcast up high,

Cotton candy made from the cold,

Up in the sky,

A story to be told.

It is a mixture of beauty and sadness,

Bottling up the skies most gut-wrenching tears,

Until it breaks, it cracks,

Like a bottle of champagne in a quiet room.

Clouds are like humans,

We let ourselves forget what we are going through,

Until it breaks us.