There's spring and fall,
April and May.
There's cloudy and stormy,
theres night and day.
But if had to choose,
which stood out from the rest.
Truthfully I'd say,
I love rain the best.
In the rain no one knows,
the tears that I cry.
In the rain no one knows,
The pain that I hide.
In the rain I can be,
Who I really am.
A heart broken teen,
who's desperate for help.
A hand to hold onto when problems arise,
All the while trying to patch up her life.
The tears that I shed,
are so dark and so thick.
I'm struggling to reach the surface,
As my sobs pull me down.
It's getting harder to breath,
as I grasp hold of the knife.
I'm ending this now,
I'm saying goodbye.
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