We are alone 

I am alone, a single droplet, a small room, alone.

Park Tae was my name, a delicate girl you could say, Fragile.. like a petal in the wind.. waiting for it to stop. A room is where I lived, small, grey and plain, one window, one door it was simply a room. 

Rain drops stain the outside world, until the big bright object we all call the 'sun' dries it up, as if it were never there, you could say that was like my life. A droplet, just waiting for the sun to dry me up. 

I want to take a step to a better place.. you could all imagine what that was. A small step, a small impact, and I would be free. Flying through the place we call the 'sky', watching clouds pass by. 

Alone is what I am. Living day after day without a clue, watching the clock tick, as my life fades to black, and at the end we see the tunnel of light, freedom at last.