…..You, have pointed out my flaws again,
As if I don’t already see them.
I walk with my head down,
Trying to block you out cause I’ll never impress you
I just wanna feel okay again……
Why you gotta be so mean?
I sit here in solitary listening as the rain pelts down on the pavement making its own instrumental harmony. The rain has a nimble voice on my ear drums replicating the tears that fall from my eyes as if my sorrow could make a sound.