Quite Storm
My life is a fairytale and I’m the villain
When things go wrong I’m the cause of it
Others don’t really know me
How could they when I don’t know myself
I sit here in rain next to my friend who is gone physically
The have gone up to the clouds
Thy who goes up to the clouds become the rain
Soon this rain will be me too
For as I only can hope the world will let me go
Because for me wishes don’t come true
I make a wish everyday that the people I hurt will hurt me by ending my suffering
I wish this everyday
If wishes fell like rain, I would be a storm.
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