Someday

Someday, when the sky is blue,

and the flowers start to bloom;

When the birds start to fly and sing,

and the clouds don’t hide the sun;

Someday, when the fear has past,

and the tears have gone away;

When the hate and anger start to fade,

In that day I will be safe.

Someday I’ll not have to hide,

or pretend everything is okay;

I’ll not have to fake a smile,

to make it through the day.

Someday, when the sky is blue,

the storms will still come around.

But I’ll have joy and peace and love,

and keep myself safe and sound.