Raindrops

Little by little, raindrops are starting to fall

along with that tear drops that you wanted to hold;

just keeping it in your eyes and heart and remain untold.

Why does everything is so unclear?

Why does it so dark, so blurry?

As if you're glancing at a foggy window.

That continues raindrop is like a hymn

The sound of the wind that whispering into your ears

And the silent surrounding that can make you at ease.

If only you can be like those rain drops

Letting go of that bucket of tears and let them hear it fall

For they may feel the sadness that is already unfold.

I'm a pessimist like no other.

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