"Pitter Patter," says the rain
Here I am staring at my feet again
Mixed emotions filling cells' depths of despair
Trying to sway my conscience that acts like a barrier
Nuances of each drop were easily understood by me
How come was that? Only I knows the trick so costly
If it wasn't because of what this life of mine can offer,
I could be living a life full of mediocre
Rolls of cloudburst nauseating every pinch of my awareness
Bellowing voices echoing eardrum by eardrum
Flashing images being played again and again. oh Mum!
Try to resist and be slapped on the bum!
"Pitter Patter", says the rain
Here I am resting my head on the window pane
Now the sky is overlayed with thick of clouds and the sun giving out
like that of a grin
Now here I am, tucking my self to sleep, as I dream of a new tomorrow
once again
