Buh boom, Buh boom.

Faster and faster her heart began to beat.

Heavy bag under her eyes, the results of no sleep.

Things are bad again

The days are saddening

She sees the happiness she wants to portray.

Love is a myth.

And anyone who says different

is trapped in the thighs of the beautiful lie itself.

She whispered the words

“I love you” and the birds began to fly

over yonder through the sky

They were frightened.