mysterious_girl_child

Layout by CoolChaser You dont even notice The red and blotchy eyes The lashes wet and crumpled The heavy heaving sighsThey were all laughing At this poor bedraggled thing This small and simple girl-child As the tears began to stingBefore she even got here Before this came to pass The hurt and fear began inside This lonely little lassI could make you come and listen To this tragic tale of woe I could make you sit and comfort But I really have to goImmediately after She stands alone and sad A friendless little bundle The world can treat so badSo tell them how it feels to be Alone against the rest A lonely little girl-child Who can never be the bestAlison Cleaver