• When I was little my mom would tell me that rain were angels crying.
    That's when I noticed that whenever it rained, bad things happened.
    I couldn't believe it, I never wanted those angels to be sad
    After I didn't believe in weeping angels.
    Bad things happened when there was sun.
    But secretly while everyone was killing themselves to be cool
    I went out and got some lemons
    So instead of slitting my wrists I drank lemonade with too much sugar.
    Instead of making a noose I had a pretend tea party with too sweet lemonade.
    Instead of taking my own life I saved my friend's.
    I ran in and hugged her and asked her what's wrong.
    She told me that it's too much to take.
    I hugged her again and took outside my house.
    And together, in the rain ,we drank too sweet lemonade.