Is it just me?

Is it just me that watches each raindrop hit the window sill then waits for the rain to be over so I can go outside and play in the stars tears? Is it just me that wanders about in the woods waiting for a sign? A sign to tell me which way to go? Is it just me that climbs trees to try and get closer to the stars hoping one day to catch one and hold it in my hand? Is it just me that reaches out toward the sun believing the closer you get, the warmer you feel? Is it just me that’s staring at two roads? Being forced to make a choice?