I'm jealous of the rain
It gets close to you
Closer than I ever will
It touches your skin
It combs your hair
It comes when you're sad
It stays when you're happy
I love you but you don't love me
So I say
I'm jealous of the rain

Words often pour out of my mouth,
Nonsensical words.

In the back of my mind lies a deep depression
but words pour out of my mouth.

I say my depression is for no reason,
But here I am shaking

Hands,
Legs,
Thighs,
Eyes,
Shaking and I cant stop.

but words pour out of my mouth.
I can't stop, I can't stop

Stop!
Why are you always talking!
You drag your sentences on for no reason!
No one wants to hear about that!

But I need to,
I need to.
But I try,
I stop.

Then tears pour out of my eyes.

both souls missing
forcibly torn apart

in the dead of night.
one by one
one by two.

the only witness is the bairn.
and
the are effects everlasting.

enduring continuous;
indecisive ,
melancholia,
re-living.

the bairn faces pain.
"is it my fault?"
"is there something wrong in the brain?"
"how can I close this vault?"

an end of a life
a return of a soul

that's my plan to once again feel whole.

my mom says i'm handsome,
but i don't think i'm handsome.
because if i was a girl,
i wouldn't date myself.