“Contradictions during a twelve hour period” Gun Roswell

Sad vs. Pretty

How can a sour day
Turn your feelings to dismay
Easily; I should say!

Gloomy weather outside
There is no place to hide
Except, maybe in the inside

The view so dull and grey
I wish I could at home stay
Mind and body, starting to fade

After some time
I started feeling really fine
As I looked outside

The sun had come to play
Maybe, if I was lucky, to stay
Strolling into the streets quickly as I may

Finding the rays on my skin
So good it felt almost like a sin
Oh, sun, where the hell have you been?