A little country song I wrote.
She cries in the corner while the other kids play
this kills her every second every minute of everyday.
She says “why can’t they just like me I don’t understand.”
What she can’t see is that
she’s beutiful sh’s wonderful I wish that she’d see that now
she’s an angel she’s a miracle of that I had no doubt.
I wish that they could see that she’s just a little girl right now but one day she will be the strongest woman that you’ll ever meet.
They call her names and bring her down she puts her face to the ground.
They hurt her so bad it makes her so sad and all she does is cry.
all she wants to do is hide.
she’s tired of being put down being walked all over. Maybe one day they’ll be sorry for everytime they broke her down. One day they’ll wake up and see that she’s stronger than they’ll ever be.
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