It’s peacefully raining outside. 

But you feel like hanging it up inside.  

Everything seems useless,

Not a single thing you do matters. 

You wish for this heavy downpour 

To just drift everything away in blur.  

Everything. 

Losing heart really makes you trivial. 

Being assured appears like a denial. 

All of a sudden everything is futile,

Thus you are nothing. 

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