"A lil birdy told me age is just a number                                                           ­                                              
     But how come I catch myself growing sadder?                                                          ­                                            
   They told me to grow up fast                                                             ­                                                 
Because all my childhood fantasies would not last                    
  But fantasies are the only thing that loved me                                                               ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                    
 In this present  life I have  nobody.                                                    ­                                         
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           I’m young, I’m woman now                                                              ­                                               Somebody get ready to pay a cow                                                              ­                                                  Because my ******* are swollen and silk                                                             ­                                                     But can never produce milk                                                             ­                                                    Why?

A violent father doesn’t leave much room for love                             An icy mother turns you into an eagle from a dove                                                             ­                                                  So how could I appreciate the gift of my legal day of birth,                                                           ­                                         
When thoughts of this inhabitancy bring all joy to a firth?                                                           ­                                                                I’m young                                                            ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                
I’m woman now.                                                             ­                                                                 ­                                              
But save me, because I don’t wanna grow up.”

She fell asleep with the journal in her hand and hoped to wake up in another family, but then again, childhood fantasies would never last now that she was adult.