Me, The Storm.

I am not a girl of the norm, not the kind to keep you calm and warm.

when they stare long and deep into my eyes, they are left speechless and cannot comprehend what they see under my disguise. The eyes are said to be the windows to one's soul, They see passion and dreams, but with a soul. Undefined I am, undefined I will be and undefined I shall always be. I produce fear into those who are cowards, those that find an excuse to run as soon as it showers. The sunny days are warm and it calms what is under my skin, but the rainy days are cold and they pour out that which is hidden deep from within. I love the rain because I don't have to hide what is under my skin, the rain isn't always pleasant and when its not it  is when my true form dares to try and tear my skin. They cannot get too close, they cannot handle me.  I am not a girl, I am a storm with skin.