Self Pity

Self Pity

Little girl in the window
 why do you cry ?

 Little girl, you're too young
 to say you want to die

 Maybe you should go outside;
 the flowers are in bloom

 The world is beautiful, you'd see,
 if you'd only leave this room

 Little girl can't you see
 the word still goes around

 Not a thing has stopped growing
 since the world you knew fell down

 Little girl in the window,
 from here I can see her

 Tis I who is so sad
 Looking in this mirror
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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