Little GirlA Poem by Emily
Little Girl
Your tea party's a mess Your tea is spilt Your dress is torn What are you to do? Little girl The world's not beautiful Like you thought it was It's cruel, unforgiving, And bound to drive you insane. Young woman You have this down Life isn't as hard as you were told Young woman The waters are rough But you exactly what's wrong Don't you? Old hag Your mind is cracking And crumbling away All that's left are bad memories and regrets abound Little girl If you're so scared of dying Why are you doing it now? © 2014 Emily |
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Added on February 24, 2014 Last Updated on February 24, 2014 |

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