Her drama, it's been recorded, her sadness formed into a shape of a single tear, trapped inside behind a wall of silence.
She was a little girl growing with anxiety, growing with doubt.
The forest was too dark, and her eyes never comprehended the concept of concealment.
After all, she was born a child of light.
But life gave her the colors and the shades, and her glassiness faded.
She aged, she grieved for all the lovers, diamonds are not forever.
She was a diamond with soul.