Rain and People

Comparing society to the rain drops on a window

“Rain and People”
I see the rain drops
Forming on the window glass;
They just look like nothing.
But they’re not.

They are you and me;
Alone and together at the same time.
They’re cold and heartless like some
Or tears of joy like others.
We are all just rain drops on the window.

I see how they act.
Some form streams,
Others are single souls,
However, it always turns out the same

The rain is gone.
The sky is clear.
But yet I still see a few lonely drops,
The only survivors left.

They are the strong,
The brave,
But they are the most shunned and alone.