she was me

The trees were blooming

the green grass was covered with small pink petals.

the birds sang while jumping from branch to branch.

The sun was shining brightly above her head,

but instead of admiring what was going on around her,

her head was kept down, her knees squeezed between her arms....

she was still for so long,

that it seemed almost as she was sleeping.

her eyes were closed and only her shoulders trembled from time to time.

all around her was fresh, brightful and filled with energy

but she was so unhappy that it was almost touchable.

and I didn't need to look closer

to see
that she was me.