"LITTLE GIRL’S UNSPOKEN PAIN"
Little girls are happy
Because they don’t know what’s really going on,
The mere truth of what’s wrong
The parents paint a perfect picture,
Sing a little song and everything’s okay,
Right?
Little girls grow up, a little lonely
They don’t know what’s up
And the question comes up,
“Mommy where’s daddy?”
Like always, Mommy doesn’t have an answer,
The answer she’s been longing for…
The answer is just not right
Well at least not in her eyes
Little girls start to hate and act up
But, they’re not little anymore
They know what’s up
Little girl,
She’s been taught to pray
And act like everything’s okay,
When she’s really broken and torn
The tears start to form
And she’s feeling every bit of the storm,
She rapidly seeks another way out
To release the pain from her heart
What an unhappy start for that girl
What a messed up world, she thinks
But they’re more important things
So she finds her voice and begins to sing
Maybe she’ll never find what belongs to her
Maybe she’ll never find what she’s been looking for
But daddy thinks everything’s okay,
That there’s no pain
That she’s just being who she is today,
A teenager; that’s the name
But it’s not true
And the girl, once little,
Is feeling a type of way
But tears have been made
And talks have been done
And still, nothing will ever be the same
What a shame, she thinks
Daddy doesn’t care because he has a new family
Everything is fine in his mentality
And as she grows, feelings start to go away
Tired of all the pain, she begins to fade away
Into a cloud of darkness, a keen hardness
In her
So she’s bold and she dares shed a tear
For she knows it brings more fear
No light in her to smile
No love in her to hug
So she carries on….
The story continues
Yet it is unwritten
However, it’s almost too late
She’s a big girl now
What she wants will never come her way
But, besides the pain,
The suffering she obtained,
Unwillingly, that is
She still loves her daddy
She loves his family
But, there will always be
that unspoken pain
So with no delay, she runs away
And runs and runs and runs.
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