Dark Weather =(

Sitting on my bed,
Through my window,
I can see the sunset,
Watching the sun sets slow.
It is really beautiful,
But seeing the grey clouds,
Makes me feel painful.
And it gave me so many doubts,
It means it's going to rain,
The grey clouds are going to cry,
I know it's a lot of pain.
Can't stop it but I'll try.
The thunders and lighting,
Just like their quarreling,
Why do they have to fight?
And now nothing is right.
I could be the crying clouds,
They could be the quarreling thunder and lighting;
I don't know how to work this out.
But i am so trying;