Left in the rain again,
Another fight,
Another reason not to cry,
There's no point.
No point in trying anymore,
Things are better from the other side of the door.
View from the outside,
The inside.
Something we were all once part of,
Be now we can all forget about.

Left outside in the rain again,
Sad eyes steering in,
Left outside,
Is what life's all about and nothing more.
If we get to the other side,
The others would be on the other side glaring in,
Laughing.
We're a show,
That's all we need to know,
Anymore.