She's an innocent jolly lady
Having a lovely smile with her eyes
But someone in this entire universe
Is meant to crash her precious smile.
Consider her as a paper
And you're the pen
She's quite clean
But you're such a crap.
She's quietly lying there
Bright, clean and neat
Until you came
And poured your ink to her.
It was a shame
She did nothing on you
But you broke and messed her
Her heart and soul shattered into pieces.
She became a supernova
In this breathtaking galaxy
The precious dazzling star
Is now exploding in pain.
