Rain, rain, falls so lightly
to the ground
Reminds me of my pain and tears
And how to this place I am bound
I look in the puddles, they look like mirrors
I see myself and the pain in my face
I feel like a mental case
What can I do?
I don't have a clue
I feel empty most times
My feelings are riddles and rhymes
Some days depressed
Others sad, but never happy
The happiness is a maquerade
So into "the clique" I'll fade
Nobody knows how I feel
Without knowing, my fate they
do seal.


 
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