Broken pieces

broken pieces

Is that all you see?

But you don’t know what she endured at the age of three.

First it was her heart

Then it was her trust

No one came to save her but if you must…

Her innocence was stolen from the start and all she tried to to do was give everyone her heart

The silent screams and fear in her eyes

All while she held in the cries

You judge what you see

But in her mind she’s still three

The fight of her life all begin then

But yet you judge her for giving in

She used the only tools she had

And now the whole world is mad

Don’t label her a slut

Don’t call her a hoe 

Don’t say she’s too easy

Because you don’t know her reasoning

Gently grab her by her hand and help love her back

Because one piece at a time is all it takes to get her back on track

Angela Lambert

 

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