A perfect picture the stars see,
A sugar moon kissing her sleep.
Her tranquil eyes so gently closed,
A nature smile her lips expose.
Her pillow holds a thousand tears,
Been saving them for sour years.
Her blanket warms her lovely face,
The one who screams a smile so fake.
An angel visits her sweet dream,
And her wounds promises to heal.
She listens to a soothing song,
Finally a place where she belongs.
A strong thunder reaches her thoughts,
Disturbs and shakes her fantasy of love.
The raindrops outside so cold and new,
Find their way into her heart so sad and confused.
Awake and frightened she lays in the dark,
Caressing her face with her innocent hands.
Realizing it was just her never ending wish,
Her calmness fades as she fearfully breathes.
Now, in front of the mirror she's standing,
At her wrecked reflection she keeps staring.
Self-esteem lost in her clouded sky,
Along with her home, carefully disguised.
Her eyes start bleeding all her pain,
Slipping down her cheek, leaving stains.
Guiltiness pouring as she sobs and cries,
Every hope she could ever have is out of sight.
Wishes drowning as she whispers complaints,
Her eyes filling themselves once again.
The girl's leaning against the harmful glass,
That hits her with every memory of the past.
Everybody hurting her with actions and words,
The only way of resting was being alone.
But even then, she couldn't forget,
The lies, the judgments, the bitter rejects.
Now, the girl lays on her bedroom's floor,
All the time, that's all she'd been asking for
Just being alone, with her silence and scars,
Dreams blending with the high glowing stars.
Her young eyes are closing as night goes by,
Wet eyelashes letting go of sadness, tears dry.
Softly she breathes to the rhythm of a dove,
Unconsciously she prays for the existence of love.