PHStanding in the middle of the street
Illuminated by the pale moonlight streaks
Is none other than a solitary girl
One whose interests go misunderstood by the world
She never fit anywhere
Always the extra puzzle piece either here or there
Considered to be a black sheep
So for friends she did desperately seek
It took a long time of searching
But she found friends, yet it was short and fleeting
And like all things measured by time
They departed with the clock's last chime
Now, she lets herself drenched by rain
To make the hurt subside, to wash away the pain
Here, she feels at ease, now content she sighs
For the rain is her eternal friends and she, a pluviophile
CMA
Illuminated by the pale moonlight streaks
Is none other than a solitary girl
One whose interests go misunderstood by the world
She never fit anywhere
Always the extra puzzle piece either here or there
Considered to be a black sheep
So for friends she did desperately seek
It took a long time of searching
But she found friends, yet it was short and fleeting
And like all things measured by time
They departed with the clock's last chime
Now, she lets herself drenched by rain
To make the hurt subside, to wash away the pain
Here, she feels at ease, now content she sighs
For the rain is her eternal friends and she, a pluviophile
CMA