I curse the rain

I’m drifting in the drizzle,
and I curse the rain,
I’m not drench,
but I want to blame,
Is it the ramble or the mizzle?
I can’t explain,
I just want to point my finger,
and curse the rain,
over and over again,
over and over again.

after an awful e-mail from management, shah alam, July, 2007