There was once a girl named Caroline,
Her hair's like waves touching her skin,
She has a mind deeper than Mariana's chin,
Her soul is a precious blue she kept from within.
Like the ocean, people admire her hideous beauty,
Some already fallen in love with her, dearly,
And to attain her love, they dived within her sincerely,
But Caroline is impossible, she remained loving nobody.
But then one day, beside the seashore, While looking for the isolated stars,
A man approached her, Oh so bizarre,
She found what she's searching in his eyes.
Time passed by and the people were confused,
Caroline is now a muse of someone that cannot be seen!
And not trying to be mean, they told her once,
But she did not believed!
Poor Caroline, talking on her own,
Acting like someone's queen without a throne,
She was once a precious gemstone,
But now a disown,
People leaved Caroline alone.
One afternoon, a young boy came,
Shouting and trembling with fear,
The story he told them may sound lame,
But they believed when the boy let go a tear.
They rushed out headed to the shore,
They can't believe what they saw with their very own eyes,
But they're more than very sure.
It was wave-like Caroline, folks,
Her eyes were white as if she choked,
Her hair and dress, the ocean soaked,
Beside her was the corpse of a man, they thought it was only a joke.