She shouldn't be caring about what they think of her,
She tries.
She resists.
She pushes it all away.
Even if she ended up just thinking about it all the way, she never stops pushing it away.
It should never get to her.
She places her head on her pillow, staring into the ceiling above,
She tries to push all those bad thoughts away.
She stares above and wish if the ceiling would fade away, so that the stars would shine into her room, twinkling, as she closes her eyes and pray.
She just think and pray, oh Lord, she prayes she don't end up opening the facade in her eyes.
She prays for a strong heart able to forgive and forget.
She pray as she squeezes her eyes shutting them down,
She prays so it keeps blooming, so that it never gets gloomy.
She prays as she sinks deep into her thoughts, through the scars, through the pain, she simply breathes and pray.
She keeps their words away,
Because she believes that someday, and maybe today, all these bad thoughts would go astray.
