Cloudia

 Things are happening, but I wished they unhappened

I am a crystal in the sand but I wished I was a cloud in the sky

Cloudia would be my name and I would not have to rain.

Chocolate ain’t make me happy no more, I need something else

No seasons, no sense. Just good pressure and good atmosphere 

I would be humid, high, and unstable… but hey, at least I would be white!

Oh, were I a cloud in the sky!

Couldia would be my name.