she was a little kid
with a broken eyes.
she was a little girl
with a little smile.
no one ever really knew her,
she was just her and herself.
she was just a little girl
with no light in her eyes.
nothing to strange
as it seems.
she was so thin,
you could feel her bones.
her face was so pale,
you could see behind her.
she was just another girl
that lost hope too soon.
and then she was gone,
but no one ever felt,
cause she was so dead
even when she was alive.
את חיוורת.
את נופלת.
את מנסה לקום.
את כבדה כל כך.
את גדולה,
את עצומה.
אין תקווה.
רק רוצה להיות שונה.