She never been mommy's little princess, neither daddy's little girl, left trapped underneath a rock, she was shown the dark side of the world. But despite her torn skin and gritted teeth, she ambitiously crawls from beneath, this boulder somehow, with the aid of no one, she's nobody's child. Though she seems unpleasant, stick around for a while, get to know her, she's nobody's child, your bound to see her beautiful smile though she often, wears a frown, living in a world where she doesn't belong, always singing her sad songs, of years, tears, of heartache and strife, living as she's lived, an ugly woman's life. No one held her in their arms, no one protected her from harm, she is no body, but flesh to feast, with no one's love to set her free, from the belly of the mountain, she'll climb out somehow, from the depths of the ocean where she was left to drown, don't cry for her, she's nobody's child. Don't ever look into her deep brown eyes, no one sees the tears she cries, she is no one's wife, no one's sister, she's been gone for years, yet no one's missed her, she could use a friend, stick around for a while, love her or use her, she's nobody's child. Copyright 1998, Erica Hughes
Reason for writing:
When I was a depressed teen. Ah, sweet adolescence!
Birth sign: Libra
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