She feels sad
When she thinks,
When she watches to…
In her home,
This room…
Inside this empty room !
Her empty life…

Watch her life…
The suffering is not a live !
Lost in the crowd,
Nothing, nowhere…
Nothing, nowhere…

She wrote this with a blood pencil…
Déviance !
She wrote this with a blood pencil…
Déviance !

She feels sad
When she thinks,
When she whatches to…
No Home !
This room,
Inside this empty room…
Her empty life…