• The rain remind me off my freedom, no one can hold the rain in one place no one can tell the rain where to go, as i sit here and look out my window crying, realizeing ill never be as free as the rain, how can man deny me what it so easily conceds to the rain, freedom. that is all i ask for. but as i feel a tear drip from my face i realize i do have a unique freedom still a freedom i can call my own. this freedom cant ever be taken away from me. my tears