Sitting below the head of the tree,

Looking up at the stars,

Who twinkles when I am sad,

And fade when I am depressed,

I find myself alone,

No one's there with me,

Atleast I can cry louder and louder,

To release the pain burning inside my heart,

I am a small girl,

Who is sensitive and very emotional,

With her own thoughts and pain held her for so long,

The Cold Breeze hit my face,

As if causing hindrance within me not to weep,

But I cannot do anything to control the tears rolling down on my cheeks,

With the depressed face,

I lay my head on the trunk,

And fall asleep!