Little Girl

Little Girl
Raindrop
Tear
Cold wind
Fear
Grey sky
Sad
Thunderstorm
Mad

Empty inside
Cold outside

Little girl don't cry,
I won't ever say good-bye.
A pat on the head for learning so well,
Surviving through all the pain and hell.
Alone you and I,
Breaking free - oh how we try.
Little girl don't crumble yet,
There's a need that has to be met.
It will come,
I know it will,
Shhh - hold real still.
Pull the evil out-
Let pain flow - Pain, Pain, Pain.
By Tauna Santas 2000
Tauna