For the Little Girl


Who sheds a tear for the little girl who once was me?
I tried relentlessly to keep her thoughts in the past;
But alas, they resurface and time slows itself down
Hiding behind smiles and suppressing each frown.
Who sheds a tear for the little girl who once was me?
Soaked pillows as each drop hit the case,
And they came pouring down my face,
I was just a little girl-
No one understood why I cried every day,
When lost loved ones disappeared,
And my mother was taken away.
All the people in my house,
I'd have someone to talk to, you'd assume.
When in reality, that little girl talked to herself in the bathroom.
When each piece of my heart broke and scattered around,
As I wept silent cries while trying to muffle it's sound.
Who sheds a tear for the little girl who once was me?
Though I'm not that little girl anymore, old feelings still arise;
And if you listened closely, you'd still hear her cries.
I'm not asking for a savior, I don't expect anyone to appear
To the aid of a little girl and lend me your tears.
And though I may be grown now, I still wonder who will see:
That that little girl is a big girl, still no one cries for me.

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