A little girl who

Theres a little girl
sitting in the corner.
I've heard things
about her but it hasn't
been good.

She's Been there for
so many years. With
no way out, so it
may seem.

Crying in the darkness
so no one will see.
Knowing she is in
pain but I can't do
a thing. Wondering if
an angel is watching
over her.

It seems they have
quit on her. Reaching
out to grab her
hand. She pulls away
with a gleam in
her eye.