Melike

SHE CLOSED HER EYES

Her lost diamonds is pouring out of her eyes 

She can\'t find the life she wanted in her jewel box 

She is ready to leave it all behind

Instead of living for an unreal epiphany 

 

Holding tight her dress,

mashing grass,

escaping from wickeds who dressed magnificently,

reaching her crystical clear future

To become herself.