Rain

Do you blame me to hurt me, or to put me in my place,
Do you shame because you hate me, or do you want me to behave a certain way?
First, you tell me unconditionally you will stay, but then you leave me out crying in the pouring down rain,
I'm sure you see me sobbing here but you don't really care, not once in your vocabulary did I hear the word fair,
My love to you was quiet and I was willing to share, but now you have bruised abused and murdered any feelings that were there,
Lucky you, lucky you inside warm and dry not a care in the world only to see me cry.