The little girl who needed you
Is grown
An adult living without the love
The support of a man
Who chose a needle the man who chose the drug
The little girl who wanted you
Wants nothing
Wanted nothing
Just you.
You stole from her and hurt her
The little girl that begged you to stop
Listen and be there
Is all grown up and hates you.

The grown girl that hates you despises the
The junkie that is you
Hates the man when She sees you
But the grown woman that is you
Chose a man just like you
She yearns for love
Wants everything and more
She will search forever
Because you chose a drug over her.

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