The Sky

The sky is crying and it hurts,

The sky is crying,

Yet there's no sun bear to give it some shine

If love is a cure,

Then why doesn't it ease the pain?

If love gives much,

Then why does it feels like it's less?

Am I greedy?

Seeking for more than what I have?

Am I worst at thought?

Or do I adore others too much?

Perfection is nothing and heck, I didn't search for that.

But love is something,

And I do seek for more love than ever.

P/S:
Shakespears mode. Jangan tanya apsal.