Melting sky

It's mornings like this I want to fade away. The rain falls down and I begin to envy each drop as they roll down my window. Stuck in the morning traffic.Where have they been and what have they seen?At least they have a story to tell.
It's times like this I want to disappear. I wonder, who would care. I'm sick to death of the same mundane routine. I want out! I ponder the posibilites. In that moment of the windshield wipers steady swoosh,I decided I want to live like the rain drops. I look up at the cloudy sky.Take me away! I plead with the melting sky...I want to fade away.