music in the rain

I need someone to walk with me in the rain.

Someone who”ll realize that these teardrops aren’t raindrops.

I need someone to lean on when I’m going home.

I need to laugh about something I’m truly happy about,

and not just share someone else’s joy.

Will anyone hear me?

Will anyone see me cry?

Will anyone ever care enough to see?

That deep down inside, I have never been truly happy.

Not before. Not now. Maybe not ever.

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