Rain
All this stuff and all this pain it's like the weather never knowing when it's going to rain.
Taking trips and coming back with nothing more than I left herewith.
They tell me things I don't understand, Why can't this be easier for me to comprehend?
Taking my daughter's hand will leave me wishing my life would just end.
But letting go will leave two little boys behind.
You will not win my daughter's life won't end.
I say Thank you for all this shit and all this pain.
You made me stronger now I don't care when it rains.
©2004CLAP