everything but human

I look outside

the rain is falling

I was enticed by it

as it was warmly calling

I let it bounce off my skin

my eyes scanned the skies

and after hours of watching

my mind then realized

that the rain was in a distance

it was all an illusion

the call of the rain

nothing more than confusion

I longed so bad

for the rain to be real

but it was just the mist

appealing to how I feel

For once in my life

I felt like I was living

my cold dead heart

songs of joy it was singing

I almost got to leave

the prison of my making

the ground was eating me up

I failed to see the Earth shaking

What did I do to deserve

this teasing I don't know

if there was a loving God

he probably hates me so

I feel like lots of things

from cold as ice to coarse as sand

but since the rain will never fall

I'll never feel like a human