Pitter patter 
the heart does shatter. 
Mad as a hatter 
but it don't matter. 
Manic but not yet scattered.
Battered, tattered, flat, 
I matter. 

You matter, I matter,
we all matter eh 
even under the rain 
still washing off our stains. 
Matters matters matters 
that we still feel the pain 
of our souls pitter pattering on 
down the drain.

©JMCole