That little girl

by Black Princess   Sep 5, 2004


Who will help that little girl
who doesn't want to live anymore,
to help her wake up and realise
she has a world to explore.

That today won't last long
the present won't always be here,
to do everything as if her last
and keep her loved ones near.

That those cuts on her arm
aren't from a cat but a knife,
she did it to herself
trying to take her own life.

So who will help that little girl
that no one can see,
because that little girl
is lost inside of me.

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