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A Girl and her World

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Published: Mar 17, 2014

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A small little girl, in her small little world
she never grew tired; never grew bored
when she looked, she saw colors, colors that were bright
as she never yet preferred the light of 'her' night.

A small young girl, in her small young world
she never grew tired; never grew bored
she hugged her bears close; hugged her emotions: all
as she drew flowers and animals on her wall.

A small dear girl, in her small dear world
she grew somewhat tired; somewhat bored
she grew a sense of freedom, a tiny voice in her head
as she drew the first monster hiding under her bed.

A small growing girl, in her small growing world
she grew somewhat tired; somewhat bored
she held a game in her hands, a new world she never knew
as her imagination swelled and grew.

A big growing girl, in her big growing world
she soon grew tired; soon grew bored
with one by one loss, her heart shattered with a crack
she soon made a new monster; oh she'd never look back.

A big broken girl, in her big broken world
she grew more tired; grew more bored
she fell in a cage, as rules were set in her 'life'
as she cried over what seemed to be nothing to them, merely empty strife.

A poor broken girl, in her poor broken world
she was tired; she was bored
her body was ridiculed, she was forced to love boys and nothing more
she cried even more,as she leaned against her door.

A sad broken girl, in her sad broken world
she was very tired; very bored
her mind was misunderstood, for years she had no one
as she knew in her darkening world, that she was alone.

A pitied broken girl, in her pitied broken world
she was very tired; very bored
the day before she was eighteen,a hand unlocked the cage she was in
as she took that hand and was pulled free into the light once again.

A beautiful broken girl, in her beautiful broken world
she was utterly tired; utterly bored
the hand belonged to a girl who would one day
bring her hope back in a very uncanny way.

A beautiful bandaged girl, in her beautiful bandaged world
she was tired; she was bored
she fell in love with the girl, as did she
and little by little, she made her happy.

A big bandaged girl, in her big bandaged world
she was less tired; less bored
she made her laugh,she made her smile
she made her see life was worthwhile

A grown beautiful girl, in her grown beautiful world
she is no longer tired; no longer bored
she is the happy little girl that she once was
and she now knows what true love really does.