Rain

by the love of another fills my soul   Jan 12, 2006


The rain falls as if it were my own tears.
The sun won't ever shine for me.
Everyday, I spend them all depressed and alone.
But I have no idea why.
I pretend to be happy,like nothings bothering me.
But everything bothers me.
I'm a liar,a fake and a fraud,beyond everyone's beliefs.
Everyone keeps trying to support me.
But all they're doing is pushing me farther away, until I disapear.
like the rain that falls from the cold,dark clouds of my lifes despair.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Ariana

    This is good, I like the honesty in it, your emotions come across very strongly. I work on the stanzas a bit so that it has more of a rhythm to it.

  • 18 years ago

    by Kurt

    Keep writing with emotion. It's never easy to do but it helps to stay true to yourself. Continue the great work.