A girl with no time think.

A girl with no heart to speak.

Making decisions not meant for her to see.

Shielded from the world,

And from her dreams.

But her mother was always there.

Helping her,

Protecting her.

Oh, Little girl your nothing to me.

She was just 13,

When she flew away reaching for the sun.

Following her mothers rules.

She didn’t dare disobey her grace.

She danced and sang like telling herself it was all going to be ok,

Even though she was blinded by the rays.

She regretted all the choices she made,

when she discovered there was no escape.

A girl with no time.

A girl with no heart.

Making decisions she wasn’t supposed to make.

It’s all out in the open.

The truth is lingering.

She is failing.

She’s trapped in her own mind.

She never thought for second her mother would stick a knife in her back,

And now She’s here.

She’s here with me.

Regretting the choices she made.

She just wanted to be ok.

She wanted to feel a bit normal.

She just wanted a family,

But it failed.

All Her plans failed.

They stadded her in the back,

So she came running again.

Telling her self this was the last time.

Now she’s here with me,

Crying over everything,

And I wish I could understand but I’m done,

I’m done pretending likes this is just nothing.

That girl is me.

I just want a family,

But mother why do you hate me?

You killed my plans.

You destroyed my dreams.

I just wanted it to be you and me.

I wanted to make up for missed time,

But you refused.

You didn’t like my ideas,

And now I’m here again,

With my self,

All alone,

in this room.

Why do I do this to myself?

Why do I trust so easy?

I just wanted you to love me.