Who Am I? Maybe i'm not the only one asking this question. It was dark in my room, the quiet stung my ears. As I was trying to fall asleep rain began pounding my roof window. Each tiny drop hit the roof as it escaped the skies clutches. I looked up, watching every drop hit the roof as if my mind went into slow motio, one by one, slowly moving down the windows glossy slope. In that moment I realized, I am a raindrop, we are all raindrops. Each rain drop takes on a different shape, and falls uniquely into the place where they belong, just like us. I looked up once more, reassuring myself that my idea wasnt crazy, "I am a raindrop" I repeated, "We are all raindrops". As each raindrop hung onto its life, some were slowing losing their grip to the windows mysterious service. Do the raindrops wonder where they've fallen and how long they will last there? Just like us, we fall down too. We get ourselves into situations in which we will fall. We don't know where, or how long we will be there but we fall. Crashing down amongst others, just like rain the others are clear and we feel more alone. As a raindrop we will fall from unknown heights, and land in unknown places, but remember there will always be another storm to prove you're a little bit stronger<3 *All my own; written by me :) Fav/comment
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