Walking through the rain,

I try to forget the pain.

I try to ignore the sting in my eyes,

because I know, a strong girl never cries.

I begin to run, run from my fears.

But I am followed by my ever present tears.

I want to leave these familiar places,

leave behind all of these frequent faces.

But where will I go?

What will I do?

All I know is I have to get far away from you.

But something keeps me here,

crying one last tear.