See that girl,
The one with the smile?
Do you know she’s been hurting for a while?
She was the butterfly who had her wings pricked
She is the rose that burned
She cried herself to sleepless nights
Just wishing it would stop
She watched her heart in pieces
Watched them chisel away from her
She watched her hands bleed
From all the cuts and tear
She just wanted a warm embrace
And someone to wipe her tear.
You see that girl,
Who keeps everyone smiling?
She’s the girl who lost her smile.
Now she’s standing beside the window,
Playing memories of
How a mere five year old
Lost her happiness.
Now she stands here,
Trying to voice the voiceless
Trying to speak for people called weak
Those who are ridiculed everyday
The ones who have nothing to say.
Absolutely lovely. I loved the imagery of butterfly wings.