She hears the distant grumbles of thunder,
Growing louder, getting more irate...

Sitting on a lifeless bench,
Prejudice, hate and jealousy have taken over...

Sitting by the window
Looking out at the sky...

I do not understand:
Why people kill for fun...

The colors sink in the sleeping sky
It's only minutes before the sun says 'Good Bye...

The days are very long,
Ever since you have been gone...

Her crimson tears flow down her cheeks,
They are fragile, brittle and so very meek...

This time, she tries not to look down,
But again, she fails with a big frown...

A deserted world of her emotions,
This lifeless landscape has decaying notions...

Each time he defies himself,
The overwhelming pain gets tighter...

Sitting in an uncomfortable chair,
Knowing that no body cares...

Walking through life again and again,
Her agile shadow flows relentlessly beside her...