
Deep in the night through the sunrise
Her thoughts haunted her soul
The little girl who wanted much more
Belittled by the one who was old
In spite of all she accomplished
The sheets felt heavy and wet
She lifted her head to the blinding sun
And gently released her breath
She talked to herself with a mother’s tone
Reminding of her past
"It’s ok to cry and to feel mad
But mostly you must smile and laugh
Don’t let the world know who you are
Don’t let them see your pain
It’s not ok, the mistakes you’ve made"
(The voice that haunts every day)
These were the days that went so slow
The days that held her down
But the little girl stood tall to that voice
Until one day, it was gone
Let the world know who you really are
Let them see your pain
The mistakes you’ve made are all ok
What matters is how you’ve changed



Comments (1)
Transformative. Good poem!