Holding her umbrella 

looking at all these people 

Why don't they have umbrellas

Are they not scared of the rain 

I don't understand

I ask them if they are cold 

They say it doesn't bother them 

anymore 

I offer them shelter under mine 

They reassure me that they are not 

cold 

How do their clothes stay so dry 

I look down to see 

that I am somehow drenched in all of it

As if every cloud has found me 

How did this happen

I made sure I would be okay 

I thought if I could just stay out of 

the rain

I would be okay 

I should have stayed home 

now they all know 

 

Sir??

have you seen my umbrella?

I can't seem to find it anymore 

I just had it 

 

Thought I lost it during the storm 

but it seems to have found you 

 

What's it like?

under there 

I hope it's better than the rain 

the dampness the world told you 

was love

 

I hope you feel safe 

tucked away from everything bad 

 

You deserve that