It's raining and the lights are Glistening on the surface of the street You're the last one to leave And turn the lights out Is it me you're looking for? You paint a wonderful scene with your words But the everyday is something You can't seem to cover It's all around you Creeping inside you Reaching your core And taking over more of you You say that it won't get you down And yet you seem more solemn everyday By the hour You don't mind 'Cos you kinda like the look you get From contemplating suicide Over another Rejection letter