Emochild.

How can it rain so much?
Just look at the sky now, I wonder.
But then it stops without any alarm.
How can one cry so fast, so suddenly, so much
and then stop all of a sudden.
If I cry like that, will it be enough
to relieve the droughts and give
the people what they dance for,
will it be enough, for all
the forests, trees and shrubbery,
will i fail and fall
and spill my falling rivulets.

It rains even more;
I don't understand.
How can it rain so much?

Written, thursday afternoon, outside the primary school dentist.
I'll update about friday the 13th in the next post. Feeling bit too emo right now and like a total mean bitch. But yeah. Good to be back, eh? Looking for a new layout. :)