She's only eight, a baby herself as she grows up on her own.
Alcohol has mommy, and she thinks there's nothing wrong.
Three years pass, and now there's scars as the girl puts up a wall.
Empty promises said by mom, and the girl still breaks her fall.
Different men come and go, and the young girl is pushed aside.
Silently she cries know it's the truth she can never hide.
Baby it's not your fault, you're going to be OK,
you know you're only getting stronger with every passing day.
Don't try to hush your tears baby, it's OK to cry,
quit pretending to be perfect, just do your best and try.
At the age of twelve she's different, from friends and kids her age.
At home she's distant and her feelings, she keeps quiet in a cage.
In school she resembled happiness, and the teachers did believe,
though no matter how hard she tried, it's herself she'd never deceive.
Fifteen and getting worse, more scars on her arms appear.
Her relationship with her mom, would all but disappear.
Baby it's not your fault, you're going to be OK,
you know you're only getting stronger with every passing day.
Don't try to hush your tears baby, it's OK to cry,
quit pretending to be perfect, just do your best and try.
Sixteen going on twenty, she's wiser than she should be.
Somehow she's become the parent, and the parent now the baby.
Finally she told someone and from her mother the girl was taken away,
she can still remember how mom, wouldn't talk to her at all that day.
Living with her aunt and uncle, she knows her and mom won't be the same.
Mom doesn't call her now and she questions if she's the one to blame.
Baby it's not your fault, you're going to be OK,
you know you're only getting stinger with every passing day.
Don't try to hush your tears baby, it's OK to cry,
quit pretending to be perfect, just do your best and try.
So spread your wings and fly baby, it's your turn to explore,
open your heart to your mom, and one day she'll walk in it's door.
It's not an easy road to walk on, love's not always safe and sound,
but don't give into failure, keep going and fiercely stand your ground.
Keep saying that you love her and then she'll finally see,
it's not some random child, but her all grown baby.
