Rain

I love it when the sky rains,
It lets me cry without people knowing.
I cry out all my fears, anger, disappointments.
You can’t tell where the rain drops end and where my tears begin.
I let the rain carry away all my worries.
Any doubt, anger, hatred, sadness,
I let it all out with the rain.
Without rain, I don’t know how else to express myself.
I don’t want to put my emotional burden on anyone else.
I rather keep it to myself, only letting it out when it gets too much.
I would rather feel pain, than all these emotions.
At least with pain, it is tolerable.
The people, who smile the most, are probably the ones that are the most damaged.
I just wish there is someone for me to talk to.
I’m always the one everyone turns to, but who do I turn to when I need someone?
Can’t someone see I need someone to talk to?
To let my feelings out to, just so I can get it off my chest.
After every thunderstorm, I feel a great weight lifted off my shoulders.
All my problems temporarily gone, until the next storm comes
Too many times has the rain help me, I know I look happy now,
Just wait until I’m alone, only then can I show my true feelings.
People ask me if I was ok, I always say “I’m fine.”
I guess I still haven’t worked up the courage to say: “No, I’m not ok.”
Everybody lies, the most common one is “I’m fine”
I guess I’m no different.