Things She Hopes For

Perfection and fairy tales like life Slowly, immersing into the present Slowly, pasted to the backdrops of silence Slowly, let everything fall into place Seasons changed Spring, summer, fall, winter... The buds changed Pink, green, gold and none Peacefully grown into love New encounter Turns to lessons And each time, she becomes stronger and mature Now she's all alone Not crying, but moving on Perfection and fairy tales like life Surely, doesn't exist Surely, there's still hope Surely, everything will fall into its right place