That small broken girl, which her eyes express
pain and despair, each passing day.
With her hair loose and covering her face,
a beautiful girl was insecure
No one could help her, no one could save her.
I was so broken as to repair it.
But even so, many tried,
and then give up because they always failed.
She lived in her little bubble,
because he feared that someone hurt,
because more would be broken and that was not good.
Because their hearts were like millions of pieces,
Broken. Without any hope of getting back well.
She has always been broken hurt,
because of those people that cruelty superfluity.
But despite that, she was still hopeful of someday find happiness.
And so, broken, lonely and desperate girl,
then stood, the person who could finally repaired.
Small Broken Girl.-
