I Can'T Stand the Rain

We’re all made of water but mine constantly rains constantly causes pains that don’t run away And the window to the soul my clear blue eyes only serve to hide the tortured, scarred leftovers Where a decade of hurt never lets me rest never lets me stop the infest- ation going on forever And the physical body that shrink wraps my dreams straining to burst the seams covers deep red blood Hides all it could the only me that’s normal it looks so formal but I’m still under there And the clothes I wear rest on scars escaped from the shrink wrap draped on my ugly life