Topic: moody thoughts, a poem or a song?
Moody thoughts
I'm climbing up a mountain,
every step just wears me out
the sight must be overwhelming,
but it's all troubled by clouds
that seem to keep appearing
trying tp get in my way
between me and the brightness
to expell the light of day
oh how I'm longing voor the feeling
of the first sunbeams breaking through
tickeling my skin and bones
creating other colours to
oh how I'm long for the feeling
of al cool breeze throug my hair
that blows away my moody thoughts
and makes me breath fresh air
so that when I walk te highlands
my vieuw will be clear
and I look down with eyes so frankly
from the summits I once feared...