The Rain

The Rain

I Love the rain
For one reason
And one reason only
It hides my tears

For when I am standing out in the pouring rain
I look up and twirl
No umbrella in hand
No boots on my feet
No shoes on at all
No coat on
Just my simple thin layer of clothes
Hair a ratted mess
Makeup smeared
Tear stained eyes
Cheeks all red
Eyes a brilliant green
Yet…
There’s a smile on my face
Because no one knows if these are tears
The cloudy day fits my mood
But my smile is the most out-of-place part on me
Its so
‘Out There’
And random
No one can figure me out
People ’say’ they can read me like a book
But really
This ’book’ had too many pages
It can’t hold them all
So..
For now…
I am a mystery untold