Brocken lives

by Cierra   May 25, 2006


There once was a little girl that was so lost in her words,
she tried and she tried to find her ways but every time she tries to explain it hurts

She wonders if she will ever find her way in the big gigantic world,
the laughs the tears are just small ways to try to hide her fears

People look at her but they never just can't tell,
if shes lost or is she confused because she walks around like shes bruised

Why would a little girl be carrying such sorrow, is it because where she comes from ,the fear that theres no tomorrow

We ask her why are u out here all by your self
she answers is there really a feeling to dwell,
but why are you out here by your self please answer that,
you should ask your self the same question because mommy and daddy are never coming back.

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