There was a little girl,
Sitting alone in the dark room,
Thinking about something,
How can she find a light in the darkness,
Staring out the window while thinking
Her heart have been fooled,
Just want to satisfied herself,
She feel something but she can't tell,
How beautiful she thinks when it comes true,
Everytime she close her eyes,
She want a paradise,
But it flew away from her dream,
So she ran away in her sleep,
Dream or just her imagine,
Maybe she hopes too much,
Hoping to be loved so she can,
She can keep imagining
I don't know,I think people have their own way to be happy.Such as me,if there's a chance I would be willing to do everything to make it true.
Love,
Me.
