Little lost girl
Breathe in your oxygen
blink back your tears
before they start asking questions
they just want to interfear
so why do they sound like they care
why do they sound like they care
no honey its just an act
remember they're the ones that left you feeling this way
honey, concrete fact
Shes just a little lost girl
looking back at me with a confused stare
looking back at me in the mirror
with a porceiline beige face
drama queen painted eyelashes that hold no tear to trace
Youve a thirst for friends company
for eight hours a day little girls okay
but she still wants to get away
see the stars on the other side of the equator
her age the only thing making her stay
honey why do you feel this way
shell never let you no what storms are going on in her head
shes afraid you wont understand
waiting for the right sunny day to let herself go
and show you what skins been shed
A little lost girl
looking at me with a raged stare
killing the mirror
tonight she'll fall alseep hollow
dreaming of an easier tommorow
little girl will be alright
(breathe in your oxygen)
little girl wont go down in this fight
(blink back your tears)
little girl wont stay lost
(oh god they've started to interfear)
little girl will get her sunny day
(have they started their act)
little girl will find her way
(Honey, they love you, concrete fact)
poem by Lauren Owens
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