Little Girl

Just look at her,
This cuty little girl,
Has lost her core,
Does not know what she wants anymore.
She’s always in defense,
Saying everything with pretence.

She will never
Ever shed anymore tears
For she ain’t got no more.
Too many were already wasted.
All this is just a mirror
Of all her hidden fears.

This girl, can’t you see,
Is just everything she never wanted to be.
Shy and defensive, lonely and torn.
Shall this be the reason why she’s born?
Could this be justifyable?

Once she was dreamy
Now she’s all lost and gone
In a world where noone will treat her wrong.
Once open and lightly
She now is stonedeaf and cold
“Be strong!” is everything she was told.

This little girl
Just looks for shelter
But there’s no one there she relys on.
And if nobody helps her
This circle will go on,
Untill this girl is finally gone.

This girl, can’t you see,
Is just everything she never wanted to be.
Shy and defensive, lonely and torn.
Shall this be the reason why she’s born?
Could this be justifyable?
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©by Elfchen

Ich mag es... erinnert mich an "Marisa"...

wann hast du das geschrieben?

Lg

hm. das ist etwa 1 1/2 bis 2 Jahre her. damals gings mir reichlich mies irgendwie.