peto

Wild child

A shattered heart a soul defiled 

Abused when no more than a child 

An attitude most saw as wild

The world had done her wrong 

 

She tried some drugs to help her through 

And drank most of the local brew 

Though deep inside she always knew 

It couldn\'t last for long 

 

She faced her demons one by one 

Fought bravely til the war was won 

Then turned her face toward the sun

And sung her favourite song 

 

Her head slowed down her feet were cleared 

The kid they all thought strange and weird 

Confidence lost now reappeared 

To show her she was strong 

 

She now helps people seen as prey

With secrets they have locked away 

The strength she found that fateful day 

Had been there all along