Drop. Drop Raindrops are like human afterall Transparent, small and fragile
Drop. Drop Little rain drop hit the ground
Drop. Drop Raindrops are humans when break down Crashed into pieces, no where to found
Drop. Drop Raindrops start to heavy. People showered happily
Drop. Drop People are people afterall We love to see someone's fall
One time, I told to my friend my thought about how rain and people are similar and it was an out of the blue conversation. She told that my idea was so insane and none sense. And I realized that I look to the things so deep and maybe I should let those things as it is and never associate it with life... Or maybe I should stop talking to that person?