The Unlovable Little Girl
She grew up hating the world
She hated the world because the world hated her
Running across fields and climbing trees she would forget
forget the pain of yesterday
forget the tall man that hurt mama
forget the boys who took and hurt her after school
she hated the play ground
the play ground was a battle feild
a battle that she was not prepared for
Mean names
boys with big ideas
she was a little girl prayed on by the word
Do not ask me why, do not say she grew up and turned out okay
she struggle everyday, with the nightmares and flash backs
Still at seventeen, she struggles while wrestling the world and all the hate
it played on her when she was but a little unlovable girl.
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