Take me outside when it rains,
So I can be myself and scream the pain
In a place that muffles other noises
In a place where no one matters
Take me outside when it rains,
So I can wash away the pain
In a place where I can feel myself again
And no one knows if these are teardrops or rain.
YOU ARE READING
Beautiful Chaos
RandomA myriad of thoughts spiraling down to the tip of my fingertips, edging me to write. Scribbled words, familiar scenes, feelings almost forgotten, now written here.
