Sitting in a corner
Weeping over her doom,
It crushed her like closing walls
Hauntingly similar to a broken vase.
Look at her eyes carefully
You will percieve the pain,
Hold her in your arms
She will tell you her untold story.
Wearing her cape of darkness
Waiting for the sun to rise,
She cries her heart out
As for her, the heaven is full of lies.
Her healing will take time,
Because it won't be an easy climb.