The walls are white
There is a chair in
The middle of the room
I come in
Eyes puffy and red
Strapped in a tight jacket
A man comes in
Through the only door
In the room
He brings a chair over and sits
I can't lookup
One drop
Three drops
How is it raining in the room?
He asked me
"Why?"
I hate that word
He repeats the word
Over, Over, and Over
I stare at him for hours
Finally
He hears something from me
I laughed right at his ***** face
He didn't look surprised
I felt sleepy at last
And he left me
Alone in
That Room