~**♥**~ Home Sweet Home ~**♥**~

A little girl raised in lies
cover ups and disguise
arguements and fights
hate and despise
was seen from the
little girls eyes

Crying and Screaming
a disgustful feeling
one here, the other there
the little girl locked up
in her room to stare

She would shake
she would tremble
why was she born
to these people
the panic attacks began
but at that time
the little girl didn't understand

She was camouflaged
with baby dolls
stuffed animals
and flower walls
she would put them
all in a wooden cradle
sing a lullaby while
looking out her window

It's time to go out
oh what a relief
to act like a
real happy family
everyone thinks
were happy and free
my friends sometimes
wishing to be me

Beware with the
little girl with
the ruffled dress
shiny buckled shoes
and pretty barrets

I remember crying
in silence at night
in my canapy bed
and my pretty night light
wondering and asking
why was I born in
in this horrible life.