Rain

I opened my eyes and looked up to the rain.

A drop falled on my head and travelled all the way to my brain.

And all I could hear while laying in my bed,

Is the tip-toing gushing sound of the rain.

I step very cautiously

I spoke very slowly

I can't get up and dance

I might overflow,

So pardon me for the things I have said which made zero sense,

As I have not been sane since there's the rain in my brain