Two worlds divided
By a line of sun and rain.
One world filled with laughter,
The other filled with pain.
One world filled with people
Who used to matter most
The other filled with sorrow
and gently weeping ghosts.
A little girl with scars
Sits on the line of gray
Trying to decide
to live in sun or rain.
Her old family weeping,
They miss her touch.
Her new world glowing,
Shining in the sun.
The broken hearts follow her,
And she can't run away.
She is stuck in the sadness.
She is stuck in the gray.
She doesn't want to lose them,
But the sun is so bright.
The other world is cold,
and the wind cuts like a knife.
The young scarred girl must choose
Which world to be a part
The land of sun and gold,
Or the pile of broken hearts.