She's sat with herself in the dark.
Listening to the harsh sounding rain patter on the windows.
She knows it's cold and wet outside.
But all she wants to do is dance in the storm.
She wonders why she feels like she's already in a storm whilst she's inside.
In the comfort of her home.
Why does she feel the way. the weather looks?
Dark and dull.
"Is this normal?" she asks herself.
Because she's too afraid to ask anyone else.
In case it isn't.