Little Girl

Calapse, 
Down to the ground,
Fall on to the cement reality
your crushed dreams?
We're a delusional perception
Of all the unrealistic wishes you had 
and you. 
 Can't you see ? 
Your Useless
Your worth less
You'll never be 
Anything you hoped you achieve.
Poor Little girl,
Can't you see ? 
She's falling apart 
like a Raggy little doll
Stitched wrong at the seams.
Little girl, 
she's cool frail and porcline
Shaped to the cruelty 
That she'll be nothing 
But wrong.
Barbie doll fantasy
Is all she dreams.
Little girl isn't happy. 
Her body is a cell
And her soul left
Years ago.
Apathetic reasoning 
For actions, 
For danger habits.
Little girl puts a smile on
To show the world
"I'm just a happy girl "
But down inside,
When she's looking 
 back in the mirror 
What's Staring at her ?
A terrible secret, 
a Terrible desire 
To be excellence.
But Little girl keeps 
It behind closed eyes.
And to the 
world
Outside, 
She's not a 
poor little broken girl
She's one who has the whole word. 

 

Author's Note

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