Rain, Rain, Go Away by Shannon Smith

Rain, rain,
Go away,
Come again another day.
Or maybe if you would stay,
You could wash all my tears away.
Through all the fights,
Bitching,
Tears,
And moping,
All I've been doing is
Sitting around and hoping.
Hoping for that one hectic storm,
With the thunder,
Lightning,
And all.
Hoping for that one hectic storm,
With the rain,
And hail,
Projecting the color of Gray on my wall.
Gray, my favorite color,
It sort of describes my life;
Not evil and dark,
But not really pure and light.
So rain, rain,
Go away,
Come again another day.
Or maybe if you would stay,
You could wash all my tears away.