One day, I just want to walk in the rain, much like today. The rain fell effortlessly onto my face, and the temperature was just right, and there was no wind to ruin the dead of the moment. Without having to look down to avoid any wind, I was able to look around me, see the world through a clear window (I wore my contacts today, so no glasses to wipe).  I saw what I felt.  I listened to my Linkin Park on the walk home from my depressing Sociology class.  Every time I passed something solid like a tree or electrical box thing, I felt like punching it. One day, I really just want to sit in the rain. and let my tears out. In the rain, no one can tell if it's tears or rain. I suppose, it's the same in a sense. Tears from the sky.  Once in a while, the emotions just have to come out. Some way or another, it has to come out.