Little girl all you do is lie
So conceded and fake
You make up stories foe people to buy
Little girl who do you think you are
This breath is not the one you make
You know I’m still gonna go far
Little girl just keep lookin’ straight
You try to make things better now
Well guess what, too little too late
Little girl I don’t see why you’re cryin’
Just listen up for one whole minute
What you got to do is stop this lyin’
Little girl it was stupid what you did before
In my life now you don’t belong
Guess what? You can’t control me anymore!
Yesterday while on my way to a supermarket I saw a little girl of perhaps five leaning at
a tree close to the road and watching a blue plastic bag which was drifting in the wind.
She looked very sad with her light blue eyes and her blond hair streamed out behind her.
The bag was lifted by a strong blast and I ran after it, crossing the road. A car came and
stopped, waiting for me to cross the road. A younger man on the other side of the road saw
that I wanted to catch the bag and he was also running after it, but the wind drifted the
bag far over the lawn up hills. After some unsuccessful attempts to get hold of the bag he
finally could grab it. I went to him and he gave me the bag and smiled. I then told him
that a little girl was sad about losing that bag. He wished me a nice weekend and I
returned to that little girl still standing near the tree but this time smiling. She shyly
whispered "Thank you", took the bag and ran to her little playmates waiting for her
anxiously in the background.
She'd smile sometimes in that rocking chair
I'd wonder what was going through her mind
Sometimes joking with her about going cruising
Radio blasting, and she'd laugh
Get a six pack, Peggy, and we'll put the top down
I'd watch her eyes light up and she'd be back there
Doctors say it won't be long
But for a while, Peggy was a girl again
So let her dream
Let her dream of days long past, memory fading
Childhood fantasies, little girl laughter
Let her dream
Hey! How's my girl, ready to go
Big smile and a “Yeah” then fade off
So let her dream.
Stopped in one day and they told me Peggy's gone
Life's too short no matter what the years
Said a prayer, shed a tear and asked Our Lord
Please let her dream.
So lovely her smile,
So perfect her teeth,
A perfect body,
To finish the wreath.
A perfect target
For those with a sick mind,
How perfect, they think,
Oh, what a great find.
They think of her screaming,
They think of her pain,
What a great win,
What a great dame.
They charge her,
They just can't wait,
But one thing they missed,
She is their bait.
They were on the run,
But this girl can handle a gun,
Not only that,
She knows they want to have "fun."
But their fun
Turns black,
They can't run now,
There's no turning back.
They look at
Their "Shawtie"
But who knew,
this girl had a black belt in karate!
She is wild but romantic
She speaks nonsense
but she’s funny
She has a free soul,
But she falls in love too fast
Making a slave of herself.
She doesn’t speak out her mind
She usually keeps in silence,
Letting her thoughts be free.
She looks for that perfect blue prince
The one she heard in Spanish fairy tales.
She’s a child in a woman’s body.
She still has that naive look
She’s neither beautiful nor ugly,
She wonders what beauty really is.
She gives up before she tries.
And let things pass by.
Still she is a girl with dreams.
She sings with a marvelous tone,
her voice is like sugary melody.
And some have been enthralled
by her walking attitude.
She smiles hiding deep fears
But she knows she’s a strong soul.
She is confident and trustful
But she sometimes can be a hater.
She believes in people
but let down easily.
She is a special human being.
She can give more than she receives.
She is the girl in a bubble world.
THIS GIRL HAS NINE INCH NAILS
EVERY TIME SHE SCRATCHES HER WORDS
I THOUGHT MY HEART WOULD FAIL
NEVER THOUGHT I COULD IMAGINE
STOP
WAIT A MINUTE
SHE DUG SO DEEP
MY WORDS HAVE NO RHYTHM
SHE WRITES YOU A POEM
AND YOUR DONE WITH HER HYPNOTISM
THIS GIRL HAS NINE INCH NAILS
EVERY WORD THAT YOU READ
SHE CUTS YOU DOWN TO SCALE
NOW WHAT ABOUT WHEN SHE FIRST BEGUN?
I THOUGHT SHE WAS A MAN AND WAS PRETTY SPRUNG
O!
BUT SHE'S STILL HUNG
SHE'S GOT TO HAVE THE BALLS TO ROLL YOU UNDER HER TONGUE
DAMN!
THIS GIRL HAS NINE INCH NAILS
AND EVERY POEM SHE POST
SHE JUST PAINTS IT ON HER NAILS
SHE'S LIKE A
ESCALATOR
ELEVATOR
REACHING HIGHER
GRABBING HER PEN
AND BEATING DARTH VADER
THIS GIRL HAS NINE INCH NAILS
CDA GOT DUMPED BY HER
CAUSE SHE NEEDED SOMEONE TO MAKE HER WAIL
I THINK I COULD TAKE HER
JUST NOT IN FORM SLAMMING
CAUSE SHE'S THE CREATOR!
O!
BUT WE COULD BE THELMA AND LUISE
EVERY MAN GIVING US WHAT WE WANT WHEN WE ONLY TEASE
DAMN!
SHE'S LIKE A
DOMINATRIX
CONTROLLING THE MATRIX
SO WHICH PILL TO SWALLOW
RED OR BLUE?
O
Baby doll, girl small
What happened to that mind so tall
Where you dreamed of dreams, that breaked all walls
Now your just walking, pushing this cart from the mall
O
Baby doll, girl small
What happened to those eyes and everything they saw
Where they looked ahead of obstacles, making sure you wouldn't fall
Now these eyes are seeing, all these seeping flaws
O
Baby doll, girl small
Your not a baby anymore, your just a girl who sleeps in a public restroom stall
WORTH LESS
this girl feels so weak and courageless.
everyday of her life this girl feels worthless.
she hides behind the makeup and all the laughs.
but in side of her there is nothing left.
she knows the truth but she hides from the world.
shes just a young goofy girl,
and she feels judged by the world.
she cares of what they think of her and what they see.
she wants so bad just to be free.
the make up and clothes dont change,or prove anything.
you cant change what people will think.
she looks in the mirror and see worthless.
she doesnt feel like life is really worth it.
she feels so weak but she knows shes strong and,
she never quits.
REMEMBER ME
When you see a girl that looks just like me.
I hope you think of me, and think of what we could be
When you see my favorite color, I hope you remember every time that I
wore green.
I hope you regret all those times that you were mean.
You always told me that I was the only girl for you in this whole world.
Theres millions of people in this world,
I am just one girl.
I hope you remember all those times we laughed and cryed,
All those times you were right there by my side.
and all the times that you hurt me and lied.
and the time that I said good bye.
WRITTEN BY: KARA YOST 2009
this girl
this girl is broken but so strong.
this girl is right yet so damn wrong.
this girl is scared dared
and wonders every day if any one truly cares.
The Little Girl Had Spice – Eyes…
They Were Brown, Like Ginger
Big In Size
Sassy As Cinnamon
And Warm Pepper – Fires…
That Welcomed Guests
And Said Mace – Goodbyes
The Little Girl Had Spice – Eyes
The Little Girl Had Spice – Eyes
With A Sprinkle and Twinkle,
Bright – Bursts, Like Chives
Fresh And Pure As Mint
True As Salt… No Disguise
The Little Girl Had Spice – Eyes
Sweet As HoneyCakes
(That’s No Surprise)
But Sharp As Garlic
When Chastised
And Sour As Lemon – Drops
When She Cries
The Little Girl Had Spice – Eyes
The Little Girl Had Spice – Eyes
They Were Smart As Sage
In Her, ‘Asking’, “Why’s”
Thyme After Time
She Always Tries
To Win Love’s Prize
She Had Sugar And Spice Of Life Eyes
The Little Girl Had Sugar And Spice
And Everything Nice – Eyes…
Boys want to impress
A good looking chest
With bling and ice
Its all fake dice
A girl makes a move
For a man with big shoes
He turns his back
Its all whack
When you walk down a street
And pass him on th way
You looking into each others eyes
And your heart starts to fly
But a girls got her arms around him
And it was only the pigeons flying
Its that girl he's buying
Too bad she's looking good
"Hey Shawty"
That stuff dont work no more
Its like i slipt from the gore
Gatta get some more mojo from the vodoo store
another rap?=p
I wish they had a category for "fake love"
Mirror I am staring but I don't know what I see
Trying to figure out who I am
But I don't recogniaze the stranger I'm looking at
A stranger in my reflection looing back at me.
Mirror I am staring but I don't believe what I see
I used to be happy, I used to be fun
I can't imagin how I became this
A stranger in my relfection looking back at me.
Mirror I amstaring but I just don't see
The girl I want to be, is she in reach?
Could I get to her with the touch of a hand cause
The girl in my reflection, well she isn't me.
Girl, everyone is different.
No one can be you.
So,do what you do.
If others dislike you, don’t fret.
They just hate because they haven’t,
Found their true definition yet.
Every girl in the world
Has a baton named destiny to twirl
And if she doesn’t it negatively affects the world.
You have your own heavenly DNA
That God gave and no one can take away.
Girl, you are as precious and tough
As the hardest stone the diamond
When you strut your stuff.
The world will be cured from chronic illness,
If every girl in the world would
Twist and intertwine together
Like the DNA’s double helix
And correctly use their gifts.
Every girl on the planet,
Should not take life for granted.
Wave your sacred smooth silk scarf of skills
To do God’s will
And not your own
Live your life to the fullest
Live healthy, be happy , have fun,
And most of all, use your talents,
Work with whatever you have.
Continuously cultivate them
For the ultimate harvest,
That is when God calls you home.
A little girl sat
On a big flat rock
Out in the middle of nowhere.
She sat and she watched
As the people ran by
Out in the middle of nowhere.
The people, they ran all over the town
Some laughing, some smiling
And some wore a frown.
The little girl asked them all to sit down
But they were too busy running around
Each one taking their place in the town
To notice a little girl on a big, flat rock
Out in the middle of nowhere.
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