Elusive Rainbow

As i sit pondering in the airplane,

observing the surrounding peopl,

my attention is captured by a lonsome girl.

Her face displays and unmistakable sorrow.

She appears to be seeing gray sky,

but longs to see a rainbow.

For if she saw that rainbow,

riding on this airplane

would be much pleasanter, and there would be no gray sky.

Being treated better by people

would begin to take away some of the pain and sorrow

written across the tear-stained face of the girl.

For if I was that girl,

searching for that elusive rainbow,

trying to rid myself of sorrow,

I would take the seemingly never ending flight on this airplane

far away from the people

inducing this oppressive grays sky.

That is not only what I would do to flee from gray sky,

but it is what I am doing, for I am that desolate girl.

tired of beingsurrounded by back-stabbing people,

exhausted form searching for a non-existent rainbow,

overwhelmed by the monotony of riding on this airplane

called life, and writing the story of my life, Sorrow.

While drowning in my sorrow

and searching the sky

for an end to the ride on airplane,

I wish that i was not this grief-stricken girl

that must be revived by a rainbow

and is always pitied by other people.

I'm wodering if any of these people

will ever care that I'm drowning in sorrow

and help me find this rainbow.

Then, searching for and answer, I look up into the sky,

only to see what I have become, a pitiful girl

in desperate need of a miracle,in the reflection of the window of the airplane.

While writing this sad tale of judgemental people and gray sky,

of a torrential sorrow that has over-taken a lonely girl,

I have realized the importance of finding a rainbow on the never ending ride on this airplane.