When It Rains, It Pours Poem by Leanna Page Markgraf

I have always been the girl
where love was hard to find.
I always fell for another failure.
What was going through my mind?

All just wanted one thing
but would not get it from me.
So when they did not get their way,
they left without even a sorry.

Tears fell all the same
all from a broken heart.
Smiles seem so fake now
I feel like falling apart.

I have always been the girl
who was left when they wanted more.
Tears makes us one with the clouds,
when it rains, it pours.