Dark raindrops are all I can see
When I look deep inside of me.
Its not unclear why I'm afraid
As I lie in the bed that I've made.

Can a dark soul ever be free?
Is anyone else just like me?
As I pick flower petals off the floor,
Why am I always wanting more?

Choices made reflect my past.
Consequences will forever last.
So I stare at this mystical night-sky,
And wish so hard that I could fly.

How one choice can change it all
I never thought that I would fall.
Will I ever, ever get through this pain
As I sit here, alone, in the pouring rain.