Standing under her pink shaded umbrella.
Rainbows and lightning scattered in the sky.
Thunder is the music of her dreams.
Dropping her shelter to the ground,
She runs, letting the rain wash away her mask.
Letting the thunder hide her screams.
She can run. But she can’t hide-
Her misery will always find her again.
And she can never go home.
(I wish I had a better ending, but that's all I could come up with..)
