What's wrong with a little bit of rain?
With a little bit of darkness rolling across the hills of my brain.
What's wrong with a little bit of pain?
That little bit of sadness I try to tame.
I live a life of lies.
The tears I hide.
I don't cry.
It's hard for me to see.
That maybe. . .
Just maybe.
I don't belong.
Oooooh
Ooooh oh oh
I don't belong
Oooooh
Ooooh oh oh
I don't belong
I used to be filled.
With warm summer colours.
Warm summer patterns
Across my braaaaain
OoooooOooooooh
A time where no pain remained.
OoooooooOoooooh
But now I've changed my ways.
Now I'm logical and emotionally.
Drained.
Filled with emotional pain.
That I never can escape.
Now that I'm known.
To be logical and cold.
The storm never ends.
In my soul.
But what' wrong with a little bit of rain?
Now that I don't belong
Oooooh
Ooooh oh oh
I don't belong
Oooooh
Ooooh oh oh
I don't belong
Anxiously In my mind.
A never-ending walk back in time.
To every place.
I messed up.
It's hard to accept that.
I could give up.
I'm on the verge of tears.
Can't get over my fears.
But maybe it's goooooooooooooooooood.
To not belong.
I don't have to belong.
To know I have purpose.
To know I can move on.
I like the fact I don't belong.
Oooooh
Ooooh oh oh
I don't belong
Oooooh
Ooooh oh oh
I like the fact I don't belong.
I accept that I don't belong.
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PoetryJust songs I have wrote throughout the years. Even including Parody's that I have wrote.