Looking out the window
rain rolling down
the clouds gray
thinking...
why does it rain
is god sad
is he upset with me
what is it
i open the window
feeling the gust of wind come in
ah rain drop falls to my face
taking a deep breath
is he listining
"i know im not always good but im not always bad either
but why did you give me this life to try and handle
did you think i was strong enough to handle this life style you gave me
to try and handle this crazy world
well i think you put me in the wrong body
im sorry i disappoined you"
tlking to no one
but myself
the rain falls
the clouds darken
my world is still crazy and unhandled
