Feelings spilled on the moonlit paper
Heart on her sleeve holding it tighter
Pitter patter of heartbeats
Her favorite sound in her playlist

Wide awake under the blue ceiling
Another night with overflowing feelings
It's time to create artwork in silence
Where everything seems to make sense

Bleeding pen on her hand and memories in head
She’ll write before her feelings gradually fade
She's a fighter just to win her life
A believer of "Maybe soon everything will be fine"