A Rainy Weekend as I remember

Rainy days You don't have to go out
It is not a crime to be home or alone
But I am not a good liar
Something never reaches the heart
A distraction is not another chance to live
Identifying with remote things is beautiful yet cruel
I am thinking the rain drops onto sea surface
in an unknown spot of the ocean
I am not thinking of a heart that maybe broken
When you are funny
You could not be sad