It's Raining Outside

Bummertimes Before Summertime

I am tired of summer and it's only May.
Days of humid stick to my skin and
I only want to sleep.
There's nothing more demotivating.

I would love to walk golf courses
and soak in nature around me.
Thick, curvy trees and beautiful leaves
are sprinkled throughout man-made plains.
I would sip the fine wine of landscapes
along with a nice cool breeze,
but it's 95 outside
and I'm not used to the heat.

I wish it was raining outside;
It's only raining when I sleep.

I would kill to chill by the pool of devotion
for it takes a lot of courage
to soak in steamy waters.
At least I can avoid the stares of people,
with headphones on.

I wish spring would last forever—
ever since changing temperatures took it away.
I feel so grounded around the scent of freshness
in a divinely-orchestrated way.

Myriads of flowers still surround
my parent's house.
I would love to see them,
but to be frank
I'd rather interact inside,
alone with my subconscious
until 80 degrees decides to stay.

Forecast: 12% Chance of Rain