I stand here in the middle of this city.
People walking around me,
Living normal lives, going to normal places.
Each person moving fast,
It's hard to see all of these people, they are all a blur.
As I stand, it starts to rain.
Washing away everything around me.
People running for cover,
As I stand, washing away my problems.
The soft touch of each drop pouring down my body.
Clothes wet, hair soaking, the rain still falls.
I close my eyes and look up at the rain.
Water falling from my face.
Everyone is disappearing.
I'm alone in this city.
