Rain
The thick color of a rainy day in SeoulThe racing cars, the squirming umbrellas all over the placeIt’s cloudy and the air is clear
The rain stops and the reflection in the puddleWith a light gray background, why am I standing here?I don’t know if I have a lot of thoughts or no thoughts at all
I wake up when it’s just about to get bright outsideI brush back my hair when my exhausted handsThe memopad with the song I couldn’t complete last nightI’ll finish it today as I shut my eyes and let out a sighWhat excuse can I give? I try to make something upIt’s unfinished anyway so I’ll just make anything upThen I turned my eyes to the window and everything looks grayGray city, gray buildings, gray roads, gray rainEverything in this world is slowMy younger sibling who woke up keeps talking backI keep opening and closing the innocent refrigeratorWith the unknown empty feeling that washes over meI think that I should just go outsideWithout even an umbrellaI can clearly hear the rain hitting the earthI smile, it’s the best background musicLike a crazy guy, I start to humI wonder what time it is
The thick color of a rainy day in SeoulI still can’t fall asleep as I fade awayThe rain stops and the reflection in the puddleI see myself looking more miserable today
It’s a rainy night, the rain knocks on my window, it hits my heartWith my sore shoulders, I look at my phone and see a text, “How are you these days?”My friend’s text gets my emotions goingAs I inhale the scent of the wet rain, I stretch and go to the bathroomThen I greet myself, half asleep in the mirrorI have no one to meet but I take a longer shower than usualRain is still falling outside the houseI have no where to go but I take my umbrellaAnd walk outside without a planAs if the rain wants its existence to be known, my shoes get dirtyAm I someone who engraved my existence to you like the rain?If not, am I just someone who came and went like a rain shower?
The thick color of a rainy day in SeoulI still can’t fall asleep as I fade awayThe rain stops and the reflection in the puddleI see myself looking more miserable today
I get up and when I feel sore, I look out the windowAs if it knows how my body feels, the rain is fallingAs I look at the raindrops welling up in the window, I felt itThe tears that were flowing down my heartWith that strange feeling, I look outside and it looks like my situationThe rain that falls like a melody makes everything seem andanteI get ready and leave, opening the umbrella that was as wrinkled as my faceAs I walk, the moment I heard the rainI wondered who this rain was falling forA sound that hits against the lonely gray cementCome slow down
The thick color of a rainy day in SeoulI still can’t fall asleep as I fade awayThe rain stops and the reflection in the puddleI see myself looking more miserable today
Even when this rain stops, when the clouds go awayI stand here, just the sameWithout saying anything, looking at the worldThere, a not so beautiful me is looking at myself