When did that little girl with the rosy cheeks and shining eyes
stop smiling so often
When did her love for rainbows and wild colours change
to drawers full of endless shades of black
How did her outlook for the future, once so bright
being in to flicker
How did the heart that was stronger than an ox
suddenly feel so diseased
What was said to her
to make her second guess herself
What was expected of her
that she felt as if the weight upon her shoulders was that of the world
Where does her mind go
on the rainy days she used to yearn for
Where do her feet carry her
when she walks so far alone
Why does she stay quiet
when her mind is screaming
Why does she hide away
the cracks the so badly wants filled
Who broke that girl’s heart
when all she wanted was to give them it all
Who is going to pick up the pieces
when she finally falls apart
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- SH
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