little girl in a balck dress

Standing alone in the corner
Avoid this crowded horizon
I saw there in the silent
That glossy white lip
People think that's weird
but for me it's fantastic
Those hazel eyes are ready to speak
but nothing reflected except poor sign
Slowly she sits down
Turn her little body around
Then I can see clearly
as bright as the glass of my nanny
That magnificent black dress
Poured by tears and heart screaming
Nothing I can do
When I see her sit down in silent
She closes those eyes
She sleeps for sure