Mommies Little Girl Poem by cira cortes

What ever happen to that little girl?
The one you can talk to.
The one you loved,
No matter what.
All she has done is try and please everyone else.
All she could do; ignored.
Arguments, fights, stress, depressed.
What happened to that once happy family?
Less money; more bills to be paid.
Stoop fighting with them.
Ask me what I’m feeling.
It seems like you don’t know me no more.
There is something I have to tell you!
Try harder; talk to me.
Listen!
Worried about my future?
I need you in my present.
I try and talk to you; ask you what’s wrong.
“you are too young”
Am I; or you just don’t want me to grow up?
I’m here I wanna help!
I am growing up.
But remember,
Always,
I am and will be
Your little girl.