I hate the memories it brings,
And the way it makes me cry.
I hate the way it makes the sky Grey,
And the way it makes me want to die.
So many things have happened,
Because of the rain.
So many memories never forgotten,
Because of the pain.
I hate the way it makes water rise,
And cuts us off from the rest of the world.
I hate the way my family never understands,
And the way i can never call this place home.
No one seems to understand,
Why the rain scares me so.
No one seems to understand,
Why I want the rain to go.
I hate it how you people want me to cross,
Just because my "home" is on the other side.
I hate it how you people want me to wade through chest deep water,
Because "I just have to".
I now have a fear of creek water,
And hate it's source, the rain.
I now live in fear,
Waiting for the next raining day.
