The Little Girl Poem by Arielle Perkins

A little girl was breaking down
Until the day she found a crown
She placed it on her head
And smiled at the living dead
Looking to the wondrous stars
She made a wish to hide her cut up scars
Wanting a friend to help her with her mending
But she’ll just go on pretending

She’ll play a part in the land of make believe
She’ll be the forgotten princess who has been deceived
She’ll dress up in velvet and lace
With tears streaming down her face
Won’t she be so pretty with all the silky bows?
Even though she’ll still feel naked under all the fancy clothes
Because she’s been stripped from all humanity
Now she’s stuck in reality

This is her fairy tale of nightmares
And she’s all alone in the middle of nowhere
So she’ll just enter her special fantasy
That only her own eyes can see
She once was sad that no one wanted her
But now she’s found it’s what she prefers
It’s amazing how she fell in love with loneliness
And found her own happiness

Looking at the scars on her wrist
It’s like her bodies being hopelessly kissed
And in this marvelous thing she smiled
But everyone will just think she’s a gloomy child
And her worthless existence will fade away
With her body growing colder every single day
She will sit in her little corner crying tears of pain
Making pretend her tears are only rain