A bloom of sunshine in a day Playfully, picking up flowers for a fine treat The paint of pastel that allures eyes A sort of smile, a kind of way Of a certain imagination of a happy gray This will end a premonition for a day
A messy room for such a baby Waking up, staring at a mirror; saying, "You're a child"-- quite deceitful to look at it Starting the day with a thing Seemingly, suspicious to talk about A delighted grace dives as i open the door A place condemned of mockery and derogation Sought as heaven for bullet heads
I stood on the crack The party begins with a slap Raise a cup! Raise a cup! Green faces hover the floor Crawling for legs, it's for sure All come to see my beautiful My rose, my bad Skin as baby's lips An adorn, i tremble Carried me into the woods
One night, a filthy paradise A job to have it inside Pour with sweat over my body Strangled my garments to shreds Shackles, chains, ropes Arms stretched, legs loose Bend over 'til a joint injects It is a norm for me Oh how, why it shuts me Please daddy, don't you grab me
As a prize, i puked 'em all An illusion of running, always cuts me My reward can't give me toys to play A thousand compliments I put on my dress While they see nothing on me It thrills to call me pretty Well indeed, I was trained As a subject to pet a doll They ask me if i want a candy Who would ever thought, I was the sweetest candy
I know, it would be like this A history of my shattered daydream My haunted misery Behind beauty is a lost innocent child I am pretty baby Oh why they throw me?
Children are precious. They should not be thrown or abused. Don't let the innocence of a child be ruin because it's a gift.