There once was a little girl,
She tried hard to change the world
She wanted everything to be right
She hated seeing people fight
She didn't understand why the world was a screwed up place
But she did know she wanted people to remember her face
So she decided to look around for people she could feed
You know, people in need
She thought it would be a nice thing to do,
And she wanted other people to do the same thing too.
She went around collecting money from door to door
She tried everything to always get more
She needed people's help so bad
But she didn't get as much help as she wanted so it got her sad
She talked to her parents about it
They said what she was doing wasn't going to do shit
She tried her best to convince them
They just said that it wasn't their problem
That night she walked out the door with her little piggy bank
She walked down the street and saw something and her heart sank
There was a man wrapped in a blanket sitting on the sidewalk
She sat next to him and he started to talk
He said "my wife left me; she took the kids with her,
I don't understand what I did wrong; I thought we were all happy together"
He sighed and looked down and played with his wedding ring
The girl asked him why he didn't go home, he said he lost everything
"When my wife and kids left, I hit depression,
My job let me go, in a month I lost everything, house, wife, and children"
With these words tears came down.
The girl watched it roll down his cheek and hit the ground
She took the man's hand and placed her piggy bank in front of him
He looked at her confused and wondering,
"I'm giving it to you," she said "I know it's not much, but it should be enough to buy food and stuff"
The man was touched by this and hugged the little girl
He said she was the first one that talked to him since he lost everything and that meant the world
The girl got up and said she had to go before her parents found out she was gone
When she got home, it was already down
Her father had been waiting for her when she got home
A few days later, the man found the paper that said that a girl was found in a park with a bunch of broken bones
He saw her picture and realized it was the little girl from a few nights before
He went to the hospital, told the secretary he was the father and just stood there looking at the girl though the opened door
She looked asleep but then opened her eyes and saw him there
She was bruised and scared with casts everywhere
He walked up to her and sat on the edge of her bed
The girl looked at him, "It hurts" she said
The man felt his heart braking and told her she would be OK
She slowly shook her head "I won't be, not this time, not today"
She looked right in his eyes "If daddy knows I survived, he'll try again to kill me"
He'll do what he did; I had to pretend I was dead for him to let me be."
The man just stared at her unbelieving,
The suddenly she stopped breathing
Machines started beeping and nurses and doctors ran in
The man got out of the room and through the window he looked in
He saw the doctors trying to get her to breathe
He saw her closing her eyes slowly and heard the machine screaming she had no heart beat
He turned away then, moments later, a doctor came to him
"I'm sorry to say that your daughter's gone sir, due to internal bleeding,
Her ribs were broken and her heart stopped beating."
He shook his head like he couldn't believe it
How could a child that was that precious
Did in a way that was so vicious?
He left the hospital and sat against a tree
He took out from his coat the piggy bank on which was written the name Cindy
He opened the bank to find lots of money and a paper
He took a look at it and realized it was a letter,
It read: "I gave this to you cause I thought you were special,
I talked to you long enough to make the decision simple.
I don't know you as I write this, but I know you're not nobody,
And I just want to help you because no one ever helped me.
You see, my daddy hurts me,
And he also hurts mommy,
There's nothing I can do
So I want to help someone else and do something for you
Now spend this money wisely cause I worked hard to get it,
I sold my pillow, my clothes, even my favorite puppet!
If you want to help me back and you don't know how to try,
Here's something simple enough: Pray for me to die."
