One day I was sad and I went to bed because I wanted to stay sad for the day,

I didnt go to work and I lost pay.

I rang up sick and they said it was okay,

Yes it is okay to be sad

If you stay sad tho that is bad.

For you ,

Talk and share with someone to listen.

Give yourself a chance to glisten.


While you were sleeping the sky was weeping,

The dark clouds hovered over your head,

Your isolation was spent in bed.

Till one day a birds wing flapped against the pane of glass

You managed to pull yourself out of bed,

As the bird lay still you thought it was dead,

Now the bird lay in your delicate hand

You were it's saviour and the bird was yours too,

It made you forget about you,

It's wing was broken

Without a word spoken

You knew you were both on the mend,

And so only the nights in bed you did spend,

The saddness came to pass as you sat on the grass as the little bird flew up onto the roof then flew away as you waved it goodbye,

Some days you cry

But then you look to the sky

And think of the little bird,

A fleeting moment of happiness is getting better every day,