I saw her crying in the crowd,
Her tears fell into her reddish cheeks.
She tried to hide and stop it,
as she bite her lips and looked into the sky.
But even the sky were against her.
And the rain just started to fall down
as her tears wetting her cheek.
She felt so alone,
and I could feel it by just looking at her eyes.
There was a deep sadness.
And I had no clue if someone could help her.
She is a kind of woman
that gets addictive to a certain kind of sadness.
She is a kind of woman,
I surely believe even of the happiest woman in this world
fell that kind of sadness.