"I wandered lonely as a cloud"
People drifted past, without noticing me. Never truly noticed, I float along in life, wispy, unsubstantial in a world so big, you never get the chance to see it all. The only rare opportunities I feel that ray of sunlight is when I get a smile from a random stranger, brightening my day, making me feel as beautiful as a rainbow on a rainy day. I take in the world around me, seeing people race by like raindrops on a window, falling to their eventual demise. I float along, always there, always observing. Waiting, waiting for the day everything may change. My fog, that makes me practically invisible, to lift, to be vaporized by that ray of sunlight. Waiting, always waiting. When the wait becomes to much, like a water burdened cloud, the emotions may just pour out, leaving me dry and smaller than ever before.
When will my ray come?
One can only wish for the perfect day, with sun so bright, you squint, with a sky so blue, you wonder how anything could go wrong.