75% Chance of Showers

Sometimes it's hard not to fall down. 
Clouds have a way of relating.
My mind just gets so foggy.
And then I get tense.
And then I lose all power.
...
Eventually, I'll cry.
But there's only a 75% chance of showers.
Not every time I'll cower.

This poem is about: 
Me

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