Erm, don't ask about this one...

It's raining outside

Is that just in her head?

Bullets of water, pelting her skin like daggers, drowning her mind…

Is that just an illusion?

Maybe it is, but she's too far gone.

She tried so hard

But got nowhere

He couldn't see

She wasn't good enough

Angels cry for her

If she thought of joining them,

Would they turn away?

It's still raining…

Silvery orbs, behind her eyes…

Falling onto the fragments of her shattered heart

It's only in her head…