Baby girl
With the smile like silver
And eyes like gold
Sprouting up
Wild as a ****
But that’s just how you are
Little one
With a personality all to big
For your
Five foot
Three inch body
With a life stuck on fast forward
Grown before my eyes
Those same eyes that led me to believe that you were happy
You lived through the worst
But
Nothing
No one
Could save you
Everyone always told you that
Fallacious
Rhyme about
Sticks
And Stones
But I know broken bones
Would’ve hurt you less
So everyday
Your severed heart strings
Bled away
The sorrows
So that maybe
Just maybe
You could learn not to care
And even now I wish
Only that you could see
Because my definition of beauty
Starts with you
And if you don’t see anything beautiful about yourself
Get a better mirror
Believe me honey
You are not just backround noise
Marching to someone else’s drum
Baby girl
With a smile like silver
And eyes like gold
Let me build a cast around your open wounds
And be the first to say
They were wrong