Left Behind...

Once there was a girl,
She loved to sing,
Of all people she was inspired by the Spice Girls,
At the ripe young age of 6,
Her friends said that she was good,
She always wondered if seh would get anywhere with her talent,
She lives in a very small community in rural Mississippi,
She sees her friends,
One....she loves life and lives it to the fullest,
The other....engaged at 16 and happy as can be,
The girl feels left behind,
Standing in a crowd,
People passing in a blur,
No one notices her sadness when a tear falls from her eye...
She puts on a fake smile,
It helps her get through her day,
She desperatly wants so get somewhere with her talents,
Wheather her poetry,
Her gift with animals,
Or her voice,
She would love her voice to be discovered,
But will it ever be?
Or will she still be left behind?