abu ghararah
10-12-2009, 08:29 PM
“You can be what you want to be”
the echo deluding in my ear
How can a child keep their dreams
When they’re drained with every tear
Mountains of restraint blocking the way
sight of hope becomes unclear
Desires fade into confusing sorrow
Right of achievement nowhere near
“She is trouble, nonetheless bad”
How can a misused child adhere
When all I needed was a helping hand
They propagated my hurt severe
Any hope left inside my core
Subsided with words so queer
Promises of a better tomorrow
Gone with the wind, fled with the year
“what a lost cause, she is trash”
what was inside could not appear
your nasty words and lucid thoughts
a child left with a permanent sneer
loss of trust and faded goals
lack of desire for a career
because of all you f”””ed up imposters
I’m left confound to what’s sincere
Rachel Ellard
the echo deluding in my ear
How can a child keep their dreams
When they’re drained with every tear
Mountains of restraint blocking the way
sight of hope becomes unclear
Desires fade into confusing sorrow
Right of achievement nowhere near
“She is trouble, nonetheless bad”
How can a misused child adhere
When all I needed was a helping hand
They propagated my hurt severe
Any hope left inside my core
Subsided with words so queer
Promises of a better tomorrow
Gone with the wind, fled with the year
“what a lost cause, she is trash”
what was inside could not appear
your nasty words and lucid thoughts
a child left with a permanent sneer
loss of trust and faded goals
lack of desire for a career
because of all you f”””ed up imposters
I’m left confound to what’s sincere
Rachel Ellard