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Peachycooke Apr 2013
Which selected voices will help me with my choices?
It's all turned out so bad! Nothing like I planned,
I can't hide in the closet or burrow in the sand....

The future seems so bleak,
My body feels so weak.

And still the sun will rise and set,
I'm still told often not to fret,
But I'm a light that longed to shine,
Stacked up high, these dreams of mine,
I see them tumble, down they go,
Could I have done it? I'll never know.


I'm just so lost... Heart like frost..

So off to sleep again, I go.....
Peachycooke Apr 2013
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Poor little rich girl, daddy doesn't care,
All the toys and pretty boys just would not compare!
Mummy always does her best,
Keeps her baby in the nest.

Poor little rich girl, empty still,
Give her it all but the void won't fill,
Mummy tries but can't explain,
And no one understands her pain.

Poor little rich girl, starved of affection,
Constantly longing for that male protection,
The paternal bond that would never come,
Will one day make this young girl numb,
Daddy left at such a cost,
Poor little rich girl forever lost.

— The End —