A new month has come.
A new beginning for some.
Another usual day for some.
And for her, it’s just the same.
Another tiring and boring day.
After a while, she stopped hoping.
Ain’t nothing gonna change, she said.
All she wished for, never come.
A star just fell down outside her room.
And she rushed to the window,.
“Are You for real, God?” she asked.
Another star falls down
And when she looked upon the sky,
A rain of stars, she whispered.
And she closed her eyes, praying.
After a while, the smile she has, comes back.
Ain’t it fun, God? Hoping, she whispered.
(this is weird, I know)