I was in the Park when I saw her,

Looking into her eyes, I saw something…

The Sadness and the Loneliness she’s carrying,

Thats why a question comes to my mind, whats happening to her?

She’s Beautifull in my eyes,

But the tears flow in her face

Without words coming from her mouth. . .

Just a silent crying in the side.

I want to hold her and says:

Stop looking like that, be Happy and I’m Here.

But I was afraid I cant even touch her,

Because she’s far from me…I cant even Hold her.

I just closed my eyes and Pray,

Keep her safe and hurtless.

But when I open my eyes,

She’s nothing on the Park, and I am just alone sitted on the bench.

But a shocking reaction,  I feel in my face the tears flowing. . .

I am looking around,  I saw myself alone and lonely.

Just realized one thing. . .I am the One on the Park. . .

The Lonely Girl.