Half Empty, Half Full

The Rain drop on the glass seems to slow as it gets fast as it pours through my soul my body begins to feel cold Half empty , Half full Which one could I be to find this answer out look deep inside of me on this journey to my soul you will finally begin to see my soul is feeled with love and spreading very rapidly and if Ones eye's really wanted to see then this lucky person would see the best side of me The side full of love and full of caring thought this person would never leave until I told them to stop STOP they would without any questions asked I should've never let you in you moved way to fast So my glass is Half empty That's what it shall be I'm sure it will be a long time before someone looks again in me