Growing old,
every day that I live.
Still using my heart,
ready to give.
Love,
to the world,
there's so much to want.
A hurt woman girl,
often distraught.
At the idea,
that there are,
more like me..
Falling away,
no hope,
for them to see.
Change in their life,
a chance for a family,
Lonely,
although not alone.
I know it's not true,
but my heart has no home.
Home is where the heart is
or so you hear.
A hurt women girl,
built of fear.
I want to believe,
in all that I've been told.
Play what I've been delt,
and don't fold.
I'm destined for Greatness,
though I may not fit the bill
Life is pain,
Love can heal.
I will overcome this,
Hurt Woman/Girl.
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