The Lost Girl

Lonely, dark, cold,
watching the world mold.
Wondering if they'll understand,
if I showed them who I really am.
Im a girl who got abused,
who can't get over how she was used.
She's so lonely, dark, and cold,
feeling as if her body was sold.
Tierra was once a happy child,
until her grandfather went wild.
She hasn't been the same since,
she can't even stand recieving a kiss.
Now she hangs her head down low,
cuz she don't want her guilt to show.
She blames herself for what her grandfather did,
cuz she could've ran and hid.

[::big hug::]
Of course she *feels* she could have hid.

May her angel whisper softly in her ear:

"You did the best you could.
You found a way you could survive.
You never sought to hurt yourself.
I'm glad you're still alive.

Forgive yourself (although it's not your fault),
Give love, receive love.
...with blessings may you thrive!

I would feel wrong forgiving myself.