Just like her

She blocked every single ray of light trying to invade her room.

She painted the windows black and covered them too.

She filled the gaps with plaster from dusk until noon.

Then

she started her art, her real paint, with red, yellow, and blue.

She painted it perfectly, the prettiest thing one could do.

But lost in darkness, no one would see it.

Just like her,

just like her.