I am rain and rain is me. With a one of a kind personality. In a flowing pattern of emotion, overflowing with energy until the dam bursts. Playing a unique tune as it patters on the glass. But one misunderstood puddle looked down apon by others eyes. The melody is ignored by Amella as she turns away.
Along the falling drops is peace, a sound hard to grasp. With a bold step, the rain flows down the path. Flowing and dancing along. Ignoring the snarls and harsh steps of the people. This is how rain thrives.
Without this rule in mind, thunder and lightning will cloud the rains way. Tainting and ruining the beautiful dance it lives for. And silencing the peaceful melody we hear. Thrive thrive thrive, the falling waters whisper as I close my eyes.
When im too tired to move forward. When my legs fall to the ground. I look up to the grey sky, seeing what others don't. When the sun starts to fall asleep. The little puddle, holding a familiar tune in it's makeshift heart. The puddle who moves forward and does not forget to move forward. A puddle who's reason to live is to keep the plants green. To see people happy.
I am rain and rain is me.
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So this is for a contest due tomorrow at school and im really nervous about what people would think about it. So why not post it here? Yeah...ive got nothin else to say.Boi~
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