The rain pelts at my skin,
It penetrates my hair,
The coldest thing is the wind,
But even worse, it isn't fair.

I ran far away from them,
They who confuse me so,
As I run with anger in my heart,
I cannot hear the wind blow.

Why don't they understand me?
Why do I not matter? The thought I have in my mind,
make my brain scatter.

I want to tell them what I think,
But do not have the words.
My sad and confused thoughts make my heart sink,
All I see is a crazy blur.

I have so many feelings locked inside,
I ran away from the people,
Away from the noise,
From the things that made me cry.
I could not explain to them,
Even though I tried.

 
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