Lost Child! ! - Poem by Becky Ginn
There she stood in the black,
She has no where to go and she can't go back.
As she travels through the mist at night,
Her thoughts roamed her head that she tried to fight.
Sitting down with her hands on her face,
She looked at herself and thought she was a disgrace.
Pulling back her bright blonde hair,
Wondering if anyone will ever care.
She runs away from the pain,
Wondering if she will ever be loved again.
The damage has already been done,
It will never go away no matter how far she will run.
Dragging her feet and kicking up the dust,
Surviving on her own she must.
She was once a very loved child,
But soon her living had become wild.
Thinking about where she can stay,
She wants a safe place where she can lay.
But still i stand in the black,
I have no where to go and i don't want to go back.
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