Feeling The Blues.

It's dull wet and grey outside, so am here hiding under my quilt
why do days like this, have this adverse effect on me.
I feel sad and alone, misery is taking hold
what goes through my head, you don't want to know
I tell myself, just get up and get on with it but somehow 
Somehow, I can't find the strength as I hide under my quilt.
It's as if the whole world is crying, all those tears falling down
but crying for what, I'd like to know...
The boy brings a cup of tea, just to get me motivated
I should be ashamed of myself, have not much to moan about
but yet here I lie, hiding under my quilt
I could cry a river even an ocean maybe... but as soon as the sun comes up
maybe I 'll quit...I know am a silly person to be feeling like this
when there's so much out there worse than this.
but I'll go hiding under my duvet yet, just for a little longer.