The rain feels permanent
The hurt feels so strong
Why is the train to happiness
Taking so fucking long?
The flowers are dying
The hours are running out
My parents are crying
My story's reached its end
The light is fading
The sun goes down
And I'm left with not even a friend
I'm sorry, my dear
Sorry that I wasn't strong,
But I'm sure we'll meet again
I hope it won't take long.
