Little Bird. She sits there alone with the birds She sits there thinking of stories she has heard The sights she should have seen Ifs and buts and what could have been No one sees her no one wants to be her. Eyes look then the eyes look away No one smiles...
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Little Bird. She sits there alone with the birds She sits there thinking of stories she has heard The sights she should have seen Ifs and buts and what could have been No one sees her no one wants to be her. Eyes look then the eyes look away No one smiles no one stays If someone would only say hello would the pain inside go away? It is too late now for remorse or regret Something’s are so deep some pain you cannot forget The colours on her headscarf are grey and faded her spirit inside almost gone Defeated jaded The pain carved in every line every scar chiseled in time. Sorrow weeps beneath those eyes A life full of hate abuse despise Everyone walks on by no one really cares, Will anyone notice when she’s not there? Another number another form to be filled She’s someone’s daughter
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