With my head pressed against the window pane,
Sitting alone, I watch it rain;
With the thoughts that run through my mind,

Hundreds hitting at the same time.
Some split away,
While some squander,
But most of them are left to ponder.

Thoughts that I once let others know,
But too scared now to do so.
Thoughts that wish were dead
Just by leaving them unsaid.

The fears, the love, the pain and the smiles,
I can feel them creating a havoc
In my brain's twisted aisles.

Is it really my thoughts
Making me go insane?
For I would like to believe
It's just because of the rains.

Alone and tired with my thoughts,
The past and the memories attacking way too fast;
All I can do is wonder how long would these rains last..