Hi! I just want to say that I didn't write this story with this purpose. I wrote it long time ago, but when I read it last week I realised that it could be Fantine's life from her days with Tholomy├Ęs until her death. So I change the tittle and here I am! Hope you like it :)

My Fantine's song

Hello, is anyone listening?

I still remember the answer yes

Now is only the echo in an empty place

There was a time

When the sky was blue,

And the sun shined

There was a time

When my voice was a song

A happy one

My eyes were a spark

My mind an open door

For the imagination

I used to think about the future

And wich road choose to walk

I used to think about life

About a good life

But it was always only a thought

And I'm here on my own

Sitting curled in the dark

Waiting for the end to come

Cause I'm tired of search the light

And I'm here on my own

I stand up all my life

But now I'm tired to fight

This war alone

I'm tired to fight alone

I used to see the life in colors

I used to laugh all the time

But not now

Now the life is grey, and black

And the laugh hides in my trouble mind.

And I'm here on my own

Sitting curled in the dark

Waiting for the end to come

Cause I'm tired of search the light

And I'm here on my own

I stand up all my life

But now I'm tired to fight

This war alone

I'm tired to fight alone

There was a time

But now isn't there anymore

I don't know why but when I change this by divide it in stanza, but it doesn't change at all! I'm very angry. But oh well, I can't do anything about it, so I'm sorry about that.

If you liked it, please let me know. I really want to know what you think about it. Reviews?