Most cloudy days end in haze,
It does not amaze or faze my crave
for a better maze of better days.
The uncloudy day or what we call sunshine, blows my mind
and makes me want to unwind; only to find that I’m not in a bind.
Not caught up in “hind”sight, ready to fight
Therefore, forgetting the blight i’d previously been in… too uptight to remember
the fright of the “hind”sight, ready to rewind the bind, forgetting that
i’d had my mind blown from the uncloudy, the better maze of better days—–