ironic.
not the sun,
it's the rain which made me smile.
not warmth,
it's the cold which made me mild.
i walked in the rain, thinking why.
why ain't i as gloomy as the sky?
is it cuz im too sick of the sunny days?
or am i looking forward for the rainbow to lead my way?
yes i know, i'll leave it to fate.
when love becomes hate, it's too late.
oh man, i feel damn terrible.
my life sucks, it's horrible.

hi me, where are u please tell me.

RARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
why am i even writing this?