Outside my window it's raining.
raining on the roof of my room.
I hear the rain wash away the mistakes of the past, the old fears, old enemies.
I watch the drops fall on the glass slide as it slips away.
It 'nice to watch the rain with confidence now that nothing in the world can make me more harm.
Now that I have someone who knows
be close to me now that I have a path for my future
now that I can meet old faces and not feel anything but pain
Now that everything, really everything is fine.
Because someone taught me how to make them fit.
