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by Bumble-Bee-xx Apr 7, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I get off at the same spot at the same time you say goodbye to me and i begin to walk home i walk home with my head hung low i feel little drops of relief they heal what the eye can't see but also what everyone else has seen i lift my face up i can feel the rain it heals so nice i ask for more it does come more it's raining hard a tear runs down my face but no you can't see it i like the rain it deceases all my tears so no one knows my pain I'm just another teen but no whats happening it washing way my fake smile it's reviling the real me that should never be shown i love the rain i hate the rain it's time to give in