I stand in the rain.

Hair soaked and eyes red.

Why don't you love me,

What did I do wrong?

Was I just too messed up for you,

Needed attention for something not all my fault.

I can't see your love?

Where the rain calms.

You strain,


Sharpen,





Clench your fists when you see.

Did I mention I'm sorry.

That I want you to forgive me.

I want you to love me.

They do.


My friends,


Writers.

They understand.

So here I am,

In the rain waiting for a train,

I'm leaving you now.

Sorry I didn't before.

I caused so much trouble,

I just don't see why your not in trouble?

You don't love me.

I'm your daughter.


Goodbye.