When she\'s sitting there all alone
pretending to find enjoyment
in staring at the clouds.
When the whole world
seems to have forgotten
to remember her,
Forgotten to love her.
She\'s almost invisible.
When she sits there
basking in all her charm.
She makes you smile
and she almost
gives you this unshakable comfort.
When she walks away from you
and you wish she were
still beside you.
You\'re almost in love with her.
When she silently screams in the night
and when she cries so loud
that no one hears her.
When all she needs
is someone to hold her.
She\'s almost dying.
When she sits there
carelessly laughing
at your petty jokes
there\'s almost a spark in her eyes.
And when she\'s having
the best day she\'s had for sometime
in that jaded life
she calls her own,
She\'s almost happy.
When it rains outside
and she\'s running through it
as if she loves the world.
She\'s not caring about you.
She\'s not caring about the past.
She\'s not caring about tomorrow.
And when that rain glides through her hair
and wets her shivering cheeks,
She\'s almost dancing.
When she puts her makeup on
pale tints of pink light up her cheeks.
And when she wears her hair
sweetly framed around her face
She\'s almost beautiful.