That's what society have taught me to do.
You're covered in bruises they chose not to see,
You're dishevelled & saddened I cannot believe.
The hair on your heads matted to neglected degree,
Your trying to look tidy... That I can see,
You're certainly not what a young child should be...
That look in your eyes says I want to run free.
You look angry & lost, with that look in your eye,
Its telling me I don't want to be here, I just want to die.
You're like a sad cornered wild animal, scared & confused.
I want to reach in & help you but you've been too badly abused.
You tried to reach out, they sent you away,
The child's trapped in your mind, that's where she shall stay.
I hope I can fix you, as everyone let you down too many times,
You were a child, you reached out but they crossed the line!
I've returned too late to help, that makes me sad,
I'd like to change the past it would make me so glad.
That little girl so lost & alone. It was my job to keep her strong.
I was too busy looking after others, now I know that was wrong.
I should have encouraged her & told her she was right from the start,
Now I'm looking at a damaged broken heart.
Where shall I turn too, what shall I do,
I promise you one thing... I'll try to help you.