||Where did that little
girl go?
Who didn't worried about
how she looked
Who didn't worried about
what she wears
Who didn't worried about
what society thinks
Who lived a life truly
That little girl lies deep
in the conner of my mind
Where a bright light of hope
shines
She's crying and fighting
with my demonized mind
She's alive but almost dead
Where did that little girl go?
Who didn't had fears
Who's eyes weren't full of tears
Little does the world know that,
the girl was once alive
Blood running through her cuts
To end her life she has those guts
Dreams fade away
She's loosing the fight
She's just dying
with the thought
"Wipe your tears
Don't show your feeling
in front of their eyes
Fake a smile
Until you say goodbye
(P.S forever.)"||
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