If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am the storm I’m constantly hoping for a different ending That maybe one day I won’t be the one who is broken That one day I will not be the broken nor the forsaken I always imagine the scenarios in my head Everyone wanting me Me having scarless skin But the day of my storm of hopes coming true will never come So I’ll continue to kneel To make blood drip from my arms In hopes that one day my storm will be worth it