Depression, Sadness, & despair
Loneliness & Strife
Insanity & Distain
Starvation & Neglect
are everything a girl of 8,
felt as of late.
when she was left alone to her tears
not a soul would listen to her fears
not a one..
grateful she would be if people
heard her screams.
In her heart, she cried to one, she cried to all
as the tears began to fall
hope had become a stranger
a lone ranger.
In her time of solace
she wondered about the world
like me and you
she saw many a thing
Violence & horrible things
and yet she thought that\'d in all she had seen,
where she\'d had been
\'i am beautiful still\'
\'to the world that\'s far above me,
the one as wide as the sea, young & fragile i am,
broken & battered like a lost
lamb.
Crushed by the weight of unimaginable expectation
all wrapped in tattered lace is me with a bruised face.
i admire you still \'fore you are beautiful still\'.