My baby girl Sweet and shy , coveted with monsters eyes . I didn't realise how mistreated and misplaced she was . I didn't realise she was seeking comfort trembling with fear . I didn't realise my little rose is withering . By the time I realise , i was crying holding the stone carved with her name on it .
I hope when your daughter says I don't want to go to school ,you hear her . I hope you notice the way her words seem to sink in the air . I hope you notice her words coming out with such a heft that cannot be supported by her breath. I hope you feel how icy her surroundings have become I hope you push the hair from her face and look into those doe eyes , And ask her to open up her wings . Please be bothered for what is keeping her from seeing her friends . Take her into your arms , hold her , mantle her . A
Protect your precious daughters from monsters. Please , please , please