Do You Only Come Out When It's Raining?

Do you only come out when it's raining, like the worms devouring the soil? Are you only there when the snowfall comes, and I'm wearing my barefeet.
Are you here when the night comes down, where the streetlights won't come on? Do your steps vanish when the stranger rolls around, and the danger too much to dare it.
Has all these years of watching, frustrated your patience so? Does looking through a mirror disturb you that, nothing familiar can you bear it.
Does wondering all that which could have been, linger like a rash you carry? Has nothing good ever come, from ideas you ran without caution.
Do you only come out when it's raining, like sadness seeking acceptance? Are you only there when the snowfall comes, and you yell at me across the street.