A girl growing up, an apartment on Kinsley Street
She peers out her window- fearing their control
Walks toward the heat, no shoes on her feet
Outside, to escape- a beast eating her soul
Cling to your mother
Hate your father
Deny your brother
A fallen daughter
Kiss an angel
Speak to your mind
We'll be friends
Till the end of time
A girl growing up, on the edge of hell- apartment twelve
She stands by the truck, in line- for that digression- ice cream
Holding the icy treat- in her small frozen hands, it begins to melt
“Close your eyes,” she drops her delicacy- screams, only a dream
A girl growing up on welfare, church, and donations
She stands in line for books, for school supplies,
She stands in line for shame- for vaccinations
Is this the cure? Does it hurt? - Everything encased in lies
A girl grew up- she didn't know her mother
She grew up- she didn't know herself
She grew up- she remembers the black cover
She grew up- to reminisce- her hell
Cling to your mother
Hate your father
Deny your brother
A fallen daughter
Kiss an angel
Speak to your mind
We'll be friends
Till the end of time
A girl-growing up- she fell from youth
Struggled to live with the family she lost
She gave in, was born again, then died
In the ocean, the waves-
Kept tears pulled by the tide
In which her life is tossed
By herself, facing the pain- paying the cost
Just cling to your mother
The woman who never cared
Hate your father
The man who was never there
Deny your brother
He gave you nightmares
A fallen daughter
With pain to spare
Kiss an angel
You searched for up above
Speak to your mind
The only one to love
We'll be friends
Just you and me now
Till the end of time…
For as long as time allows
