The Girl I Used to Know

by Twisted Heart   Oct 17, 2006


The Girl I Used to Know
By: Twisted Heart

What happened to the girl I knew
Who danced around in satin shoes
Who's eyes were always filled with glee
The one who kept me company.

What happened to the little girl
Who painted with big finger swirls
Who blew me kisses from her bed
Every night, I love yous were said.

What happened to that little child
Who's imagination was so wild
She'd dream her dreams through the day
And swore she'd never go away.

But then her years hit the teens
And she got lost among her things.
The fuchsia hair from a dye
Black mascara surrounding eyes.

Lipstick and fingernails now painted
Her attitude now seems so tainted
No longer laughter in her words
Because her peers have caused her hurt.

Her clothes, she uses as a shield
Black as night with no appeal.
And in her room, where she runs to
She finds such peace in solitude.

I, as her mother, cry out in pain
Of my Angel Bug, nothing remains
Each day and night I pray for help
To free my Angel, trapped in herself.

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  • 17 years ago

    by becky

    I finally got here
    Excellent
    Feel this about mine too
    When they are small they step on your toes, when they grow up > they step on your heart

  • 17 years ago

    by Inside the Liar

    The best you can do is just love her until she realizes its okay to love herself. i am a teenager, and i know from experiance that sometimes it seems better to just let yourself be invisable. thats what the black is for. her wild attitude could just be because she doesnt know how to protect herself, besides making herself numb to the pain. but, like i said, the only thing you can do is love her.

  • 17 years ago

    by Vixi

    This is an amazing poem. Im sure all parents feel like this at some point. I know my mum does. Your daughter still loves you, honestly! Keep writing, I think your fab

  • 17 years ago

    by Vixi

    This is an amazing poem. Im sure all parents feel like this at some point. I know my mum does. Your daughter still loves you, honestly! Keep writing, I think your fab

  • 17 years ago

    by Katelyn Boudreau

    I really enjoyed this poem.there is so much truth to it. good luck! -miss katie marie