Being in the sunshine is so wonderful unlike being caught in the rain
But I have been in the rain for so so long
I haven't in the sunshine so long that I can't even remember it
I used to be that sunshine in a flooded room
Now I am the damn rain
I want to be in the sun, I want to be the sun
As much I try to break the pattern of the rain, the rain never stops
I guess I never learned a goddamn thing
I'm still suffocated by the grey skies and I can't see any sunshine
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The Poison of The Mind
PoetryA little insight to what goes on up there. Highest Rankings: #90-longing #112-anxious