In the corner sits unnoticed
A lonesome lass clad in a device
Wandering around her own abyss
Not caring about her approaching demise
Yes, this girl was close to death
Yet she has no worries or fears
All she hears is her ragged breath
And the sound affixed to her ears
She knows not of the whole world
But only of the repeating music by herself
Even if the whole room was cold
The headphones she'd put on would help
By then her last breath'd cease
Only would she stop listening to her heartbeats.
A/N: So I saw three of Shakespeare's sonnets and thought that I wanted to make one of my own. Hehe~ I'm still a beginner, though. Well. People start off like that. :))
Hope you enjoyed~
