I used to look up to her
I thought she was a good person
I grew up with lies
No one bothered to tell the little girl
Little girl
Little girl
Do you know?
Know your Grandmother?
Yes I do
Yes I do
She's kind and caring.
Few years pass with a smile
I always thought she'd stick around a while,
But the more I grew
The more I learned
What no one bothered to tell the little girl
I look back at the little girl
She smiles and laughs but I only feel sad
Little girl
Little girl
Do you know?
Know your Grandmother who loves you so?
Yes I do!
Yes I do!
But before she finished I stopped her and said
No I don't
No I don't
She's sick in the head
She makes herself worse with everyday that she lives
She's stuck in a hole she dug with her hands
She can't call out and no one can understand
She's destroying her life
The one she never had
She's pushing the pain away
By trading in her life
Her body and mind fight for the light
But nothing can help when you're trapped in your head
Dreaming of the day where you lay in bed
And there's no one beside you
You've pushed them all away
You're crying from sadness
But you can't feel the pain
You're begging for mercy
For just one more day
But that mercy is dead cause you threw it all away
Little girl
Little girl
Can you see?
See what's happening underneath the seams?
I know
I know
But I can't help her out
She's screaming in pain
She's begging for help
She turns away from doctors
She turns away from everything that could help
Instead she abuses her drugs and her life
I want to see her live
I want to see her try
Even though she's toxic
Even though she's not fine
She's still my Grandmother
And I want to see her fight.
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My Little Poems
PoetryThis is a book that I have poured all my poems from my heart and soul into. Do Not steal them from me, for they are mine. To write your own helps you to understand yourself. Do not force a poem. For a forced poem has no emotion. The words come and f...
