Dying
inside, everyday just the same,
She’s
breaking inside yet no-one will know,
Her days are
the same with thunder and rain,
You may
think you know yet she will not show;
children
grasping their souls so they won’t go,
Society
eating like a crow,
Stealing the
seeds so little girls can’t grow,
Now their
imagination will not flow;
For who
better to blame it on than she,
The helpless
girl, far beyond misery
No-one
knows, no-one cares – Look and you’ll see
Her head is
a jungle, bare as a query,
A corrupt
kingdom within her beauty;
For now she
is relieved from her duty.
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