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Pauline Morris
Poems
Apr 2016
Used to be Me
There was a little girl that lived in a tree
She climbed up there so no one could see
She climbed up there so she could just be
She stayed up there so long she got leaves in her hair
She stayed up there so long she no longer cared
She didn't care about the mother missing her child
She didn't care about anything after awail
She was content up there in the sky
She was content up there and no one knew why
How long she stayed up there nobody knew
How long she stayed up there her feet like roots grew
She had stayed so long now she hadn't a choice
She had stayed so long now she no longer had a voice
Don't go looking for her she's no longer there
Don't go looking for her she no longer cares
She had become part of the tree
She had become part of it and no one could see
She had become part of it and now she could just be
That little girl up in the tree, use to be me
#escape
#tree
#littlegirl
Written by
Pauline Morris
51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)
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