I wonder who she could be? If her life was any different than mine. If her mother loved her or if her father told her she was the prettiest girl in the world. Had her heart been hurt or has love stolen her soul. Maybe she cries at night, praying for her paralyzing pain to fade. She might not believe in God. What if she's just happy. That is possible right?
I wonder who she could be, I found her on the streets.