Red tears rolling down her cheeks
Getting hit in the face never hurt her this bad
She fell to the floor
And grabbed on to what was near
The picture of her mother
The one that used to cry the very same tears
But now she is gone and will never come back
All that she has left is her mothers old stuff
There is nothing she can do
Nothing to go back in time
Because if there were
She would go and never look back |