Umbrella
It’s raining on just me
Umbrella you were supposed to protect me
Now it’s just raining under you
Oh no one else feels the storm
It’s pouring down my face
Wind blows but I grip on tight to your handle
Wishing that this rain goes away
I don’t understand
I don’t know why I don’t let go
Maybe I fear change
Maybe I fear the sun
The warmth of happiness would be something new
I’m used to the umbrella
I’m used to the dark
My disappointment
My failures and my loss of hope
I’m used to feeling like nothing to the world
I’m used to feeling like I’m not seen through the pouring rain
I’d like to think my umbrella failed me
But really it was just me
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