In the distance,

Thunder crashes.

Rain pours over a lost soul.

A girl.

Lost in the world.

She cries,

She prays,

To her lord in heaven.

She dreams and wishes,

But gets pushed back into the mud.

That girl runs away,

But get pulled back in,

To the horror of life.

She doesn’t complain,

When she gets wet and cold.

She knows,

That there are more horrible things in life, then this.

That girl you see,

Is me.