The girl on the bridge looks so sad
Then suddenly her expression tells that she's mad
She takes her red ballpen and a small notepad
And starts to write everything, good or bad
The sky is cloudy like it's going to rain
Like tears in her eyes that shows her pain
If life is always unfair, what could be her gain
In those crystal clear eyes, she's nothing but a stain
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 7:36 AM UTC
The girl on the bridge looks so sad
Then suddenly her expression tells that she's mad
She takes her red ballpen and a small notepad
And starts to write everything, good or bad
The sky is cloudy like it's going to rain
Like tears in her eyes that shows her pain
If life is always unfair, what could be her gain
In those crystal clear eyes, she's nothing but a stain
