Rain
RAIN, 1ST ITERATION
My bed too close to the window.
When it rains, it rains on my feet.
It rains on my sheets, but the tears on my pillow,
No, that rain that's from me, I'd cry for, I'm not free.
I'm trapped in this room, I'm trapped in my love for you.
-Lucy Yeghiazaryan & Vanisha Gould
RAIN, 2ND ITERATION