She is me

written 2003

the wind whistles through the trees 
a lone girl in the distance, no one sees 
glistening tears rolling down her porcelain face 
no one can see her 
shes in her hiding place 

her innocence is tainted 
a pretty smile permanently painted 
unable to escape the torment 
into the dark she is sent 

to her keeper she begs and pleads 
no one cares about her needs 
a brave face is put on display 
the little girl is kept at bay 

she is the little girl inside 
alone behind the anger she hides 
the little girl that no one can see 
that scared little girl 
she is me 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You took the reader on a true story of understanding.
"she is the little girl inside
alone behind the anger she hides
the little girl that no one can see
that scared little girl
she is me "
hard to look inside and see what we truly are. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote