questioning myself

the sky speaks hello
to the world
and through the rain
one hears plea's and cries of pain

Nobody realises
but i can hear the moans
through the open windows
i can hear your needs
for the happy glorious sun to return

you want me to silence my soar sounds
but you cannot control the time i cry on this earth
i will cry until my pain has painfully past

all of you in your houses and walking the streets
you refuse to care
so why should i stop for you ?

i wish the rain would leave
so i hear you cry
you think about yourself, your own crazy needs
but never about me

the sun has so many admirers
so many it makes me cry
i don't understand
why is she prettier?

how do you know that i lack in warmth
just because i am cold and missing the sun rays
i drown your sight with tears
but she dries the earth out

i guess that is why i am here
to quench natures thirst
i pour down a thousand droplets
and yet my insecurities make me question myself
each and every time