She sees all that there is to see
And maybe she sees a little more
She loves to feel and she loves to talk
But pictures don’t feel; they don’t speak
They just say what they have to say
She pictures the change
She’s been trying to live again
But the feeling is gone
And she has no idea why
She thought it would stop the rain
But it never brought the shine
She had always wanted to belong
She wanted changes
But who’s to blame for the weird games
That played themselves out
She wants to know
Who knows?
She’s just a little girl
She’s been trying to make sense of things
Figure a way out of the mess
But she doesn’t know how or why
Something seems to come in the way
But she’s good
But she’s all good
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Thursday, December 16, 2010
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beautifully put..reminds me of someone
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