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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