A stranger walked by a crying little girl,
Tear and blood stains on her sleeves
He asked, "Darling are you okay?" She nodded.
He took her heart and then took leave.
A small boy crossed the little girl,
Mascara crawling down her face,
He asked how she was and she sighed, "Fine."
He grabbed her toys and left with no trace.
A lonely mother glanced at the girl,
Bleeding out in the middle of the street.
She asked her nothing, too weighed down with grief,
And stole the shoes off the young girl's feet.
The girl's soul mate was crawling by,
Bleeding, in pain, with a fever hot.
When the girl lied and said she was okay,
He kissed her and whispered, "No you're not."