I’m sitting here in the cold, damp rain

I can feel the tightness in my chest

My mental pain turned into physical pain

They say I just need to rest

One a day and one at night

I start to feel sane

I have this bad fright

They say I’m just insane

I’m in a room filled with people

I stay back with fear of conversation

The panic of talking feels like a staple

Again I prefer the precipitation

Im here sitting in rain

Trying to escape from my own pain