Clarity is the thing that I need,
And somehow it keeps running away from me,
It doesn't matter how many of your texts I read,
It still confuses me,

Furthermore, I go outside when I feel the need,
I let the rain fall upon my skin,
But I’m not wet,
Why the **** do I always overreact?!
Like I would have a chain around my neck!

Breath...

That's what I tell myself,
But how can it calm me down,
When the rain that is supposed to be wet,
Is dry when I think about how we met.