little girl

a little girl,
alone in a cold harsh world
her face hidden by layers of mascara
expressionless,
an inaccurate potrayal of the stuggle going on inside
disappointed by the world,
let down by everyone who she cared for
hurt, broken, lost, tired
nobody sees her pain
nobody understands

She struggles on, alone on that unforgiving road
seeking for someone to share the burden with
but everyone she meets just seems to be hidden under layers of mask too
fearing betrayal and rejections,
she cries alone
in her heart, she longs for someone,
to come alongside and help
someone who's trust in which will not be betrayed, someone constant, someone unchanging
she seeks for emphaty
not pity
but no one seems to understand
the misery she feels each day
and so she continues to struggle on
alone
in the harsh dark world

little girl
little girl
if only you would look up and see
that pair of nail pierced hands
reaching to embrace you

"A bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out"
the only one who fully understands
the only one who can bear your burden
the only one who will never fail you
would you open your eyes?
would you take off your mask?
to let him come and show you his love