Dry sun and sands

Dry sun and sands made the decisions
Of how her life should be
The day of the night,
Where her Dreams are to be digged deep
The day of the night
Her whole life was shattered.

She, the one who dreamed
Up above
She, the one who dreamed
Of using sophisticated tools
She, the one who dreamed
Of building her empire
But,
The dry sun and sands made the decisions
Of how her life should be

No one tried to know her
She penned her life through poems,
the language of the hurt.
The more she cried, the more she cared
It's going to be the concluding day,
In what she thought was her home
traveling to the home of unknown
By shattering her dreams
It was against her will
As the dry sun and sands made the decision
Of how her life should be

She started to dig in the New' sand
To conceal all her Dreams
Tired of dreaming, a pointless life
The burning sun took all her soul
Because it's always,
The dry sun and sands that made the decision
Of how her life should be