There Was a Girl
There was a girl at 12 years old
She trusted and believed whatever she was told
Until one day she sought out her friend
It was not a friend she found but a stranger who didn't expect her to make a sound
He told her lies and reeled her in with deceit
You see this girl trusted anyone she was to meet
He took her in and sat her down
He tried to touch her but she pushed him away
He tried again she froze and began to pray
Lord give me the strength to set my self free this is not a place I want to be
Again she pushed and ran for the door
He grabbed at her feet he wanted more
She ran home to her momma and pa
The cops asked repeatedly what she saw
The man went away but the pain was to stay
For he was not the only one that hurt her
This girl she was bullied from the time she was small
The pain piled up and so did the thoughts to end it all
The girl she lashed out at her family with her fists
Until one day the pain and guilt was to much to contain
After the violence she washed away the pain
She washed it down with bottles of pills as she thought loneliness kills
This was first time but not the last that the girl couldn't handle her past
The girl she was 12 when she took up a blade
Instead of lashing out with her fists she recorded her pain on her wrists
The girl is 13 when she is sent far from home to a place that is supposed to heal her brokenness because pain can't be healed with a hug and kiss
9 long months and she then was sent home but the 14 yr old girl remained alone
It was not long before she returned to the blade
She learned for relief a price must be paid
The girl she was 15 when she tried to end it again
Down went the pills because loneliness kills
When she needed them her family pushed her away
And it had been a long time since she had friends that came to play
So the pain and anger built up inside
Until it was to much for her to hide
She swung her fists and slashed at her wrists
Until once again she sent far away
After 6 months she was returned home but she wasn't the same
One to many times was she left alone in the rain
One to many times was she left alone with pain
I will keep up my mask
I won't let them see what their actions and words do to me
I will not let them in anymore
It will take a long time to open my hearts door
I am 16 now
I am still alone with no one on which to lean
But I will continue to wait for the one who will spend time to heal the me that is broken
The one who will set me free with words unspoken
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