Let It Rain

Standing still as a boulder, Knowing I should head inside. Every passing minute I only grow older, Down my arms the beads of water glide. Harder now, the rain is pouring, Still, I don't want to budge. The world around me carries on, but I just stand ignoring, Even when my mascara runs and streaks my face in a smudge. Dying down like a withering rose, I wish it could wash away my flaws. The wind is howling as it steadily blows, And the raindrops hit the ground like applause.