There was a little girl
Who lived a hard life
Shy in her own little world
At six dreaming of being a wife
No smile on her
Pretty young face
There is no cure
For feelings of disgrace
Ratty old clothes
On her little petite body
God only knows
The pain she wrote as her hobby
Then she married young
Surely he’s her hero
Surely a new life has begun
Now she’s not a zero
Well three kids and 16 years later
Again she’s all alone
will she ever be better
will she ever be strong
Now there’s another direction
A brighter way to go
But there’s not enough perfection
Just not enough to show
She follows all the rules
All the ones they say
But life can be so cruel
No one else’s fault that pain has come her way
It’s the little girl
Tears still stain my aging face
Never out grown the world
That show me such disgrace
I have a love so big and true
I am betrayed by my own body
I don’t blame not one of you
I am the one that somehow betrayed me
Oct 25, 11:28PM PDT
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