Storm

I am the storm that comes unbidden Pouring down on your uncovered Head You face me without so much as an umbrella But then, you never really thought You'd need one Because I always gave you sunshine, and you Never thought you'd see the day That I would change my mind and leave you And bring you to this state I am the reason for the traffic you encounter On your way to work The Cars pile up just like the pain; there is nothing You can do but let them stare You in the face I weigh you down with droplets as they cling onto Your shirt. There's simply no way To Avoid me, and unsurprisingly, it hurts you I flood the gutters of your house, I Rain on your parade Little children dance in puddles of me, but You're too old to play their games And If you had the choice, you wouldn't touch me With a dirty ten-foot pole Just Face it, you need me. Without me, you would die I muddy your shoes and water your plants Who knew that without me In your life I'd still find my ways to swallow you up whole? I surround you entirely. You think it's Really me But what you see is just your memory I'm a rainy day mirage, nothing But a gypsy I'm just a storm personified into the girl Who haunts your dreams You'd think that when I left you, I'd hoped To never leave a trace But I am the storm that comes unbidden I am the one who made it rain