Rain, you've been metaphorical

can't equate worth from how they respond delighted to see me then I'm all wrong dance at my presence or beckon me forth to then look forlorn at the sight of me and run indoors my gentle touch or pitter patter soothing sound of tin roof clatter I'm all too much or I'm not enough playfully hide to call your bluff I want to soak through to your skin as monsoon rain bounce off the ground in delight again make flowers thrive glisten in beauty honour your whims do my duty excite the senses make rainbows appear be confident but not too cavalier I suppose my fall is as inevitable as my rise it'll happen again cycling lows and highs I need to look to myself for self worth cues trying to get it elsewhere leaves me confused I'm very much what I am which is all I can be right place, right people I'm pleasant company whether I'm a drop the the ocean or a much needed drenching the giver of life gloriously thirst quenching never looking back to when my confidence lacked I'm a force of nature an indisputable fact given this insight I feel raring to go to land on your tongue combine with your glow I've chosen you as the one I most want to know lasting thought is I must go with the flow