Little Girl Lost
she sits across the room and smiles so sweet;
no one is aware that underneath
she hides her pain from all around;
little girl lost, never to be found.
they say she's crazy, watch out for her,
she's not known to play well with others.
but if that's true , then all i can say
is maybe they should walk in her shoes for a day.
i think she's beautiful and strong for sure,
because in spite of all she's had to endure,
she can sit across the room and still smile at me.
you see, it's what's in her heart that sets her free.
we all have our crosses; some are harder to bear,
and when i feel like giving up, i'll see her sitting there,
smiling so sweet and hiding from the world
that brave and beautiful, that strong little girl.
Copyright © julia smith | Year Posted 2025
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