Jung and The Flower

Worst Best

Hello,
it's me, Rain.
the one who loved everybody.
but hated by everybody.

I poured on the humans.
yet they rejected me.
but I stayed.

I poured on the humans.
whether they needed me,
or put their middle fingers up
on me.

My water dropped
often to the wrong people.
but I've never found
the right one.

They hid themselves
when I came.
but they ordered me to come,
whenever I'm gone.

I tried my best.
turns out,
it's the worst.

I came all the way
from east to west,
from north to south,
just to find the one
who really needs me.

Then I saw you,
dried and wilted.

ーthe rain, 17:31 p.m.
the rejected one.