just a poem

by no name

Trigger Warning

December 29, 2000

What you see, a little girl
a little girl who never goes to play
or smile or has much to say.
What you see, a young girl
coming of age, thought and emotions
screaming, yelling, the slamming of doors.
What you see, a woman
living her own life, free from home.

What you never saw, a little girl
who never got to play, just cried
scared to ever tell.
What you never saw, a young girl
confused and angry at what they did
trying to express the only way she knows.
What you never saw, a woman
dead in her life, never really live at all
never really had a home.

What she wanted to see, a little girl
happy, and loved
could play all day.
What she wanted to see, a young girl
laughing, hanging out with friends,
date to the prom.
What she wanted to see, a woman
stable and secure
a family and a home.