She was once lost,

in the world around.

Wanting little, giving lots,

Always happy somehow.

 

Never seemed sad,

Never showed a frown.

She grew older.

Soon, I moved on.

 

New School,

No friends.

Taunted and hated.

No longer happy.

 

As age grew,

Along did sadness

Fake smiles, forced laughs.

She is a teen now.

 

Life isn’t easy,

Suicidal and alone.

Yet, that little girl,

still lives on.

 

Wishing the world,

Would one day see,

The girl, kind hearted,

Gentle, yet so sad.