The sun

The sun is not happy today. It feels like sadness. There is no joy in her heart—only uncertainty. Her motion changes like the weather. But she keeps a beat. Every time she feels any movement. Something's taking her back to those inset days. So she tried to hide her sadness. But there the right thought her. Now, she hides behind the clouds. So, you don't know when you see weakness. She is more vital for a minute. But she tries to shine with all these tears. But anger keeps me from showing motion. Now, I live with mixed emotions. She was trying to find some happiness. So, she is following the rainbow. After the rain, there comes confusion. I can't keep my feelings in order. I like the weather; I am everywhere. I can't change this feeling like I can't change the weather. But one thing I can do is keep pushing through the storm because I won't let thunder hit me if the sun comes out. I will hide my tears with the cover of my faith. But summer will make me malt with doubt. But fall pushed me to where I need to be. But winter is where my heart leads because something happened when I felt joy in my hurt. There will be cold days in my life. But the sun will brighten my day, just like those rainy days. But after all t