No one likes the rain.
The wet cloths and slick hair.
But it hides my pain.
The scars... so unfair.

The drops like tears.
The night so hushing.
I will never have fears.
On the ground rushing.

Clam but stead fast.
The rain a reminder.
Always saying, "Forget the past..."

Many hate the dark.
But I like the rain.
"We can't play in the park."
But I like how it hides my pain.
I like the rain.

With love,
Alexandra Claire.