the tears that she kept;
this is the story of blue girl,
she loved being in the dark dusty room
so that she could hide the sad eyes, sad heart
looking out through the window
up to the gloomy sky,
are they sad like me?
wishing it won’t last forever, she thought
but she knew the lights were dead.
what a hopeless, helpless
there she is,
could not make it to see the rainbow
because she knew there would be no rain
as she kept the tears to the end.