I find you in the rain.
I wander through this life with the idea that i'll be okay.
Lost in translation with the functions of everyday.
The emptiness grows stronger with every drop of rain.
I hope and I pray, one day it will fade.
For what it's like to have a life, thats cloudy and grey.
Eternal sunshine, no longer at play.
I fall with the rain drops, harder some days.
Sun-rays seem distant, further away.
But as the rain continues to fall, puddles may shape.
A symbol of hope, an inevitable change.
A reminder that rain has taken new form,
Though not the same, not destine to stay.
Evaporated puddles manifested to sun,
Transformed yet again, but continues to grow.
Flow with the change and forever you'll know,
That without rain, no flowers would grow.
