There once was a little girl 

She was sweet and in dresses liked to sing and twirl

But because she stuttered on the rare occasion she spoke

She was little more than a joke

Everyone hit her and called her out of her name

To them it was all one big game

Nobody now knows who she used to be

The girl she pretends to be is all they see

Just to be left alone she became another girl

But hidden away is a girl that still likes to sing and twirl

She just wants to be understood but nobody realizes that

She feels like little more than a doormat

She was lost and people didn't see

That their words hurt and that little girl used to be me.