As I walk through the rain,
Walking all by myself,
I feel the whole me drained,
Everything is complicated.
As I keep on walking,
With a slow pace through pavements,
Looking around and thinking,
Everything is complicated.
Raindrops on my head,
Wetting my hair,
Keep walking through the rain,
Everything is complicated.
Walking towards my place,
A tear rolled down my face,
Climbing the stairs and thinking,
Everything is complicated.
Walked straight into my room,
Laying on the bed,
Staring at the ceiling,
Everything is just complicated.
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