Looking at a photo of myself as a child
Makes me what to run and hide
I still feel shame when I look into those eyes
The little me in the frame, I still hear her cries
My stomach pangs with sadness and guilt
And like a dying flower, I feel her pain, and I wilt
Time passed on, 20 years and more
And although I am no longer 4
I still feel the pain just like before
The little girl in the frame still lives inside
Fighting to come out from where she hides
I know I need to fight for her so she can be free
I need to fight for her because she is part of me
I need to stand up for myself so we can let the past be
Inner peace is what we both need to see
But I feel so depressed and I don't know how to heal
Sadness and pain is all I can feel
I wish the pain within this little girl would cease
I touch her face and I wish her peace
Makes me what to run and hide
I still feel shame when I look into those eyes
The little me in the frame, I still hear her cries
My stomach pangs with sadness and guilt
And like a dying flower, I feel her pain, and I wilt
Time passed on, 20 years and more
And although I am no longer 4
I still feel the pain just like before
The little girl in the frame still lives inside
Fighting to come out from where she hides
I know I need to fight for her so she can be free
I need to fight for her because she is part of me
I need to stand up for myself so we can let the past be
Inner peace is what we both need to see
But I feel so depressed and I don't know how to heal
Sadness and pain is all I can feel
I wish the pain within this little girl would cease
I touch her face and I wish her peace
I too wish for the pain of your little girl to cease. ((((Grace))))
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