It called rain.

I know u all already have known about rain. It's water, which falling from sky. As my tears. Perhaps, there's will be a rainbow. A beautiful rainbow, in here. Around me. I just guess, there'll be someone who could understand, and know what i feel. No past, no other option, just me. I know this is an ego... But, i really feel, these tears will never end till Allah give the truth to us, all of us...
I am tired.