The song she sang brought tears in the eyes of passers by, The melancholy string was something you'd not hear everyday. She seemed to be depressed about something; She refused to tell anyone anything. Not one person could she look to for help; She didn't trust anyone but herself. Sitting alone in the night at the corner of a busy street; Too many eyes for hers to meet. Pity is what people showed her when they saw her moping, But all she wanted was for herself to bestow the long lost lust of hoping. To feel alive again and laugh at even the silliest of things, She says all of this in the song she sings. No one paid attention to the lyrics that gave away her whole story, They were too engrossed with the tune that left them breathless. They couldn't even move to console her; As the song left their senses in an inevitable blur. Liked it? I have more ;)

A little Alex rider and NCIS crossover.

"One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple." -Jack Kerouac