I sit on my brothers bicycle,
Too small for me but i fit in,
Stare through the railing of the balcony
At the overcast sky and rain.

I watch the black birds flying home,
As the black birds of my mind fill mine.
I wonder where they are going, whether they are happy,
And what it would mean to fly along with them.

Thoughts and questions race through my mind,
Full of self-doubt and motivation alike-
"Will I ever find my Erica? Will I ever be Isadore?" And
"How will I spend the rest of the day today?"

As I watch the time slip by,
The answers seem hard to find,
So I turn to the scenery set before me
And get hit by the blowing cold wind

The rain has stopped, the sky still overcast,
The trees are made evergreen by the raindrops.
Alongside the cold breeze, the smell of rain still lurks,
As the sun goes down and it goes dark.

I scan my mind for a person,
With whom I'd share this moment with,
A name comes up but I fear my feelings
Would end up being unrequited.
And so I write this down,
And save it for another day.