The rain is coming down hard,
as drops of water hit the ground
the thunderous sound rebounds.
I walk on through with windswept hair,
no tears just rain against my face,
with haste I walk
And as I look through store front's glass,
they stare at me from inside out
as if I pass through foreign lands,
a clue without.
-Me
I am officially done my first year at university! More on this later.