17th April 2009

I like walking in the rain; no one can tell that I’m crying.
I want to go back to a day when things were simpler.
I want to go back to a day when I understood,
when I wasn’t held against myself,
or stopped by my own mind.
Someone told me once, that I must be strong not to cry.
I wanted to hold on to a song,
to listen to the words and relate like I could relate to anybody.
I want to feel the rain dripping off my nose and falling from the sky,
I want to feel it washing away my tears.
I want to go back, back to the beginning.
I don’t want to lie anymore,
I don’t want to feel the hurt.
I want to start again, over again.