It shines rarely
To a person that directly holds her  barely,
More and more she'll be notice
More and more she'll learn herself.
Just keep her tightly
Treasure it with tender love and care
Sometimes she's fragile to fall
Her clumsiness that makes her love deeply
The melody and tempo that she lovingly played,
With its music
With its strings
With its black and white keys
With a mark that hit the notes
Purely with sincerity
But often hopes to fear inside
Afraid of what may happen again
Wearingly hang on her pouted face
She maybe a messy person
Yet she is loved by everyone else
Or maybe

Just let her win this time
Just let her be...


And keep her closer to where she shines the most.