Little Girl Poem by Shaye Chesney

Little girl
Made of glass
Would
Shatter at the
Slightest crack.
Silent and Invisible
Never had a chance
In a world so cold.

When she would scream,
They'd turn away.
Nobody wants to
Face the girl
Of broken dreams.

Frozen in a
Timeless place
Heart of stone
No warmth in her
Face.
Shattered like
a broken vase
crumpled on the floor,
she cries.

Nobody to talk
To her,
She needs a little help
But got nothing
At all.
She's that girl
Of broken dreams.