Rain.
Why does it always rain,
always pouring, always wet,
always drip drip dripping
right outside my window.
My tired feet drag me through
puddles with
the depths of
lakes.
It always rains here.
It always has.
I am so tired of
it,
so bored with the thought
of it continuing.

I see no one else
having this problem.
They prance through flower
fields and twirl each other
like in the movies.
And I am stuck
with this damn rain cloud
over my head
permanently.