as the rain was hitting the ground

the child's tears were running out

all you could hear was rude talks

unlike the poetries she was reading

her parents were ruining the lover girl

but as the storm ended, she was still a lover girl

she thought the stars were shinning for her

and the moon is a part of her eyes

as she grew older

she tried to find love in everything

that hurt her a little too much

to a point where she tried to stop being the lover girl

but as she lays down and watching the stars

she always see the little girl in her

always a lover girl

never letting the dead poem society success

-A.