Lost...

When I was a little girl,
My world was bright with smiles.
Nowadays my universe is,
UNDER CONSTRUCTION- for a while.

I grew up feeling sad,
But I dont care,
What you think of me.
Or if you saw me, there.

Then one day,
I felt a pain.
So sharp it may have been the end.
It was not me, my soul had been slain.

I write this poem,
With a blank face.
Rest In Peace, my gorgeous soul,
We shall meet again, some day, some place.