rain expresses

exactly how i feel,

when it rains

right in spring

when you can smell

the earth and

beauty without even

seeing it except

it brings out the

beauty in the

green and lively things

even though,

it is not alive

at all,

i don’t want to be

rain,

ruining the days and

plans of others, i

don’t want to

disappoint,

but that is who

i am,

maybe then again

i’ll just pour and

scream and

hope that maybe,

i’ll bring someone hope again,

but i doubt it,

so i guess that

will be something

that happens,

never again