YOU STAY IN THE RAIN, YOU GET REALLY WET AND YOU PROBABLY GET ILL.
IT’S MELANCHOLIC AND NICE IN THE BEGINNING BUT THEN YOU START
TO THINK OF BAD THINGS, WHY ARE YOU SO STUBBORN?
WHY DO YOU LIKE DRAMATISING EVERYTHING? WHY DO YOU FEEL LIKE YOU ARE BAD AT EVERYTHING?
YOU WISH THIS WAS A DAYDREAM, OR A SILLY GAME IN YOUR COMPUTER THAT YOUR NAÏVE FRIEND MADE,
SO THAT YOU COULD TRY ONCE MORE THIS STUPID DAY.