A Girl’s Cry
My real beauty you can’t see,
No more smiles – tears flow free.
Innocence lost, child no more,
Bruised my heart, ripped-n-tore.
Smile was so bright, honest and pure,
How much more must I endure?
All the cries and all the tears,
Seem to fall on deaf ears.
My hope must come to me soon,
My heart must change this sad tune.
-TG
