She sits there quiet in the dark of night
Alone, afraid, confused;
She wants to know what she's done wrong
And why she's been abused;
...
You are the one I think about
When things are tough, I need to shout
I miss your face, your laugh, your smile
The way we'd chat for quite a while
...
I thought I was strong
I thought I was tough
I thought I could cope
But it wasn't enough
...
How does it feel, the last day of September
You're sitting on a bridge, looking out across a river
How does it feel always being on your own?
...
born survived existed died)
Bad Girl
She sits there quiet in the dark of night
Alone, afraid, confused;
She wants to know what she's done wrong
And why she's been abused;
Loved ones that she thought were there
Have turned their backs-
They do not care.
She cries herself to sleep at night
And calls out for someone...
But no-one's there to hear her cry
No-one, No, Not one.
Her heart, it breaks, she must've sinned
To have such punishment;
All she wants is to be held
The way a young child's meant.
One day she will realise
The truth behind her sadness-
It's not because she was so wrong-
It's not her percieved badness...
She craved the things she didn't get,
She needed what they lack;
She simply wants what we all need...
To love and be loved back.
31-07-07