Her

she walks by herself
doesnt know where to go
or why should she leaves
as time flees
thats the way she goes

she laughs
she cries
she knows nothing ever changed

waiting for the reason why
trying to figure out
whispering with no sound
in her pieces of her broken heart

she's still laugh
she's still cry
and nothing still ever changed

defenitely ever
if she's not too brave to make a choice