Where did she go? That little girl That pretty girl Who so badly Wanted to sing
Dont you know... You still can!
But youll sit And listen to other voices And never feel worth a dime
And maybe some days Youll feel pretty But youll just see a more beautiful Face
Youll crawl back to your cave Of insecurities and wonder "How did i get this way?!"
And youll be more upset with yourself For feeling this way Than you will With the life that made you.
Wow its been awhile since ive written or posted. I find myself kind of falling into insecure moments where i dont want to TRY because i can see the failure so clearly. So i apologize for my lack of posting