It's too bright here, Mother

The air is too thin

This is not my home anymore

Where do I begin?

I'll start with the clouds

A thick blanket of cover

The lush fields of green

Where the rain clouds hover

I never thought I'd like it here

But the rain is divine

And my skin has gotten lighter

But all that's just fine

You always thought of me

As a summer-loving girl

But the rain makes me healthier

It gives my hair a fresh curl

The people, they're not so bad

I even like my classes

I don't need the sun anymore

I love the rain that never passes

But let me tell you, Mother

It's not the clouds, classes or air

It's the topaz-eyed boy

With the crooked smile and bronze hair