Paradise

A little girl was all she was,
Without any knowledge of cheats and flaws,
She lived in a world of her own,
Believing all good things she had known…

She lived in a place in all her dreams,
Not near, far away, it usually seemed,
Back then when dreams used to be reality,
It was in her mind with much more clarity…

She dreamt of that place day and night,
Always going there whenever she’d a fight,
All happiness there made her alive,
Yes, she was in her paradise…

As she grew, her place felt farther,
Stuck with problems, always growing larger,
Never ending roads in front to walk,
Just fear with her to share and talk…

No truths, no promises, no faithful ties,
Much more she felt in the world full of lies,
It wasn’t her dreams where the sun rules,
Here just the money and more money, fools…

Her endless dreams faded away,
Of the place for which she heartily pray,
Feeling sadness here, she weeps and cries,
Maybe she lost her paradise…

As she lost the smile on her face,
She looked at mirror with such a disgrace,
Raising her arm she was forced to fight,
Breaking the mirror she felt calm and light…

In blooded pieces she saw herself broken down,
The new was gone and the old was found,
A ray of hope dawned upon her eyes,
She searched for the truths from the pack of lies…

A sense of happiness found her again,
Everything was washed with the showers of rain,
A clear image of chilhood dreams gleamed in her eyes,
Yes, she was in her paradise…