Eternal rain in my mind

Metal window panels of a building
glow with the sun
in silver.
It’s hard to look at.
The wind cries
from insufferable heat.
Yet I feel so cold.
Curse that rain cloud !!
upon my head,
that walks with me
wherever I go.
Once or twice I
hoped for a sun.
But now I know that
it’ll never come.
It’s always raining in my mind,
even on a burning day like this.