She sits on her swing all day,
Dreams to some day be far, far, away.
She is trapped in a world where you never grow up.
Her mind stays young at heart, and all that childish stuff.
She has been poked and pricked with needles and meds.
She still remembers everything that you have said.
She remembers growing up.in that old run down home,
She remembers always being alone.
Her mom and dad never showed any love.
They became cold and bitter, what they brought to her was never enough.
Most days she had no food to eat,
The news was on repeat,
But the one thing she remembers is you coming over to visit and tucking her up to sleep.
This story may be sad, and please do not weep.
But she knew you were the best thing possible to parent her, but you never stayed.
Just when she felt things would get better, you went away.
©terrylin53
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