Picture Perfect

My boyfriend asked me to write something focusing on rhyming because I never do that and this is what came of it.

Some nights I cry like a storm and I drown in the rain 
Not for my own sorrows but because I can feel others pain
I feel it almost as deeply as they do, I know it sounds insane
I cry for the food we eat and how a mothers baby was slain 
It's drizzling now thinking of the corrupt politicians who reign 
I hurt for my loved ones because nothing stayed the same 
Sometimes it storms so heavily I feel ashamed 
Like maybe for some of this hurt, I should take the blame 
Nobody points fingers or mentions my name 
That doesn't stop me from thinking maybe we're the same 
Maybe in life it's all just a game of who can make the prettiest picture for the frame 
My picture is pretty, don't get me wrong, but I'm shooting for perfect and I have bad aim