The years that pass by her have been plenty and Little Girl Lost my how she's grown.

No surprise she that waits in the early sunrise.

Not willing to let the fear strangle the grace she has left despite all of the sorrow she's known.

Little Girl Lost she locked up her heart oh so tightly for years as the world made attempts to collide.

Readily waiting but softly still shaking.

The light of truth finally showed this shame was not hers only his, in clarity she's able to dry every tear she had cried.

She will never again be so vulnerable, just one more  poor Little Girl Lost, for now she's much wiser, she's strong.

They pretended to care
But save her not dare.

She had survived that horror for some reason, she stayed that sad Little Girl Lost far, far to long.


Now Little Girl Lost you can't frighten, knowledge and strength now are flowing,  as quickly her heart starts to pound.

She lives inside the world's glory no longer feeling ashamed by her story.

It seems there was hidden courage inside,a silent fighter emerged , at last our sweet Little Girl Lost may be found.