Trying to keep up with the crowd,
But they just push her behind
and behind and far away
Slowly, she can't pace up
tired of the torture the sun above gives her.

Not able to take it anymore,
She just stands there and watch the crowd,
clapping,dancing and having fun,
She smiles and keep her thoughts to herself,
The heat of the sun goes up,
Slowly,she begins to boil
the indirect torture
Now she can't live like this. . .

She digs the ground underneath
and jumps inside .  . . takes a last glance
if anyone wants to stop her,
No . . There's no one
She puts the soil and buries herself,
and finally,her breathing melts
and she closes her eyes and murmur *"Goodbye"