Not Convinced Yet

I need some extra painting
Like how buildings look in snow,
But I'm not a fan of fashion
And I'm not sure how to know
If this is me.

In my little storyline
Characters come and go,
Some return for reasons
Too strange for me to know
What to believe.

The other day I asked the sky
To hold off with the rain,
And when it did I laughed
And wondered if I was insane,
When it started up again
My hair was soaking wet,
I could see it laughing
As I hid under the steps.

Okay, I guess I don't control the weather
But explain why it always knows my temper,
I guess its dumb to think only I deserve the favors,
But I've noticed that's how some treat their Saviors.

I need some re-defining
Like words worn through time,
But I'm not a fan of portraits
I draw abstract designs
Without a plan.

In my latest storyline
I'm hero mixed with villain,
Shamefully destroying
All thats pure but always willing
To lend a hand.

The other night I took apart
Your crutches and clichés,
Brushed your one word answer off
And said I'm not afraid,
When you started crying
I realized that I'd gone too far,
The truth is we'll just never know
What happens through the stars.

But if we both can't decide tonight
Lets agree that neither one is right,
I know how good it makes you feel to feel at ease
And I guess I'm just not that easy to please.