Still the Little Girl

by: Zenith

Clouded by fears,

A life that I experienced all these years.

I want to belong,

That’s just what a little girl wished all along. 

Criticized by many,

My heart feels so broken and empty.


Now I’ve watched myself in the mirror,

Standing much closer to see it clearer.

There appear a lady,

All grown-up and shady.

But all I see is a little damsel,

Still stuck in her own improvised cell.


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